I had given up on finding my Stasis socks, drafted a blog post about moving on and started my next project - a hat to match the Stasis Jumper and lost socks. I was trying to be all zen about it, but I think of myself as someone who doesn't loose things, so as well as the lost socks, there was the challenge to my self image, and the bizarre mystery of the situation.
On Saturday I went to the jumper draw, and there thy were:
They had gotten caught up with the almost identically shaded grey jumper that was also in my bag on Wednesday night, and I'd put them away together! Oh the relief to have that mystery solved. Oh the joy to be able to be matchty, matchy when hiking in Scotland.
On Saturday I went to the jumper draw, and there thy were:
They had gotten caught up with the almost identically shaded grey jumper that was also in my bag on Wednesday night, and I'd put them away together! Oh the relief to have that mystery solved. Oh the joy to be able to be matchty, matchy when hiking in Scotland.
This definitely sounds like something I would do! So funny.
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