Just a random post for the day:
On our first morning here, when Joey made up our room, he sat a sock on the end of my bed that he’d picked up out of the floor. It’s not one of ours.
I washed the random sock with our first load of laundry; it has become a regular part of our day. I use it (and water from the sink) to wipe up random honey spills, milk spills and makeup messes. Every day it is laundered with the regular load, and every day we use it as we need to. It’s been used half a dozen times a day.
Puddle Jumping with Pandora's Box 
Luv it
Especially the honey bit
Yes socks all over the world are missing there mates at times
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I wrote this while we were on the ship, it would not post for some odd reason.
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I felt like I gave that sock a second life, without its mate.
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Well that explains Joey as I could not rationalize you getting your apartment cleaned each day, some service
Happy sock cleaned every day
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