I borrowed my boyfriend’s socks. Okay, I really stole them. It’s not right, I know.
On the bright side, he hates these socks. (I found out afterwards. He says they are too tight. His calves are much more muscular than my quite average calves.) I love these socks because I don’t have to keep pulling them up, which is one of my pet peeves.
He asked me how I felt about stealing his socks. I said “I’ve never felt closer. I think it makes us solemates. Or maybe soulmates.” Could it be both?
Then he said, “Are you going to blog about it?” I’m not sure if he was kidding or not. So here it is, an unexpected post about love and socks. 🙂
This silly post is mostly for my boyfriend but if you also enjoy it, I’m already ahead of the game!