My Wife and I Are Odd Socks from BunKaryudo

Reblogged from BunKaryudo

Monday has rainclouds and Saturday has rainbows.

This may sound like Orphan Annie at her cloyingly sentimental worst, but it is in fact merely a description of my socks. I have seven pairs, all identically black except for the different days of the week and the accompanying symbol shown on the side. Unfortunately, as is well known, sock partners prefer to take their vacations separately. Sometimes there is simply no choice but to match Friday and, say, Tuesday and hope that the time difference between my ankles doesn’t create dangerous anomalies. I’d hate to come home from a long walk and find one foot has aged twenty years more than the other.

I must admit, when it comes to what I wear on my feet, I cling to convention. There may be no law against odd socks, no legal sanction, no footwear inspectors making their way up the aisle of my commuter train every morning to issue spot fines, but frankly, I prefer my socks to match. If one is red, I don’t want the other to be blue. If one is long, I’d rather the other is not short.

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About Sue Vincent

Sue Vincent is a Yorkshire-born writer and one of the Directors of The Silent Eye, a modern Mystery School. She writes alone and with Stuart France, exploring ancient myths, the mysterious landscape of Albion and the inner journey of the soul. Find out more at France and Vincent. She is owned by a small dog who also blogs. Follow her at scvincent.com and on Twitter @SCVincent. Find her books on Goodreads and follow her on Amazon worldwide to find out about new releases and offers. Email: findme@scvincent.com.
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16 Responses to My Wife and I Are Odd Socks from BunKaryudo

  1. I like to wear my socks as colourful as possible and deliberately odd. I dunno what that says about me but…it’s probably right! 🙂🙃

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  2. Mary Smith says:

    That was a beautiful post.
    On a more mundane level I read somewhere (probably FB) that every disappearing sock comes back as odd Tupperware lids.

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  3. Somewhere there exists a planet of odd socks. Someday I’d like to visit there and bring so many of my friends who are… well… odd socks. But they do add color to my life!

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  4. Reblogged this on Musings on Life & Experience and commented:
    Lovely.

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  5. BunKaryudo says:

    Thank you very much, Sue. I had no idea that you’d been kind enough to reblog this post for me until I started getting some comments from readers. I really appreciate it. 🙂

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