As of this moment, Otto has 22 pairs of socks in her sock drawer.
That’s not 2 pairs of socks and a twitch.
That’s not 22 socks which would still be kind of excessive.
That’s 22 pairs of socks that fit her. As well as the pink spotty pair on her feet.
There’s also a Socks Singles Club that I know will see some matches soon.
Given that I am only away for 24 days total? That doesn’t bear thinking about.
Weirdly, the Bigster, for whom I thought I had bought more socks, only – or, rather, “only” has 10 pairs.
Preparations for travel have taken a turn for the domestic. Sorting laundry, folding school clothes and piling them in frighteningly OCD ways. Changing sheets on the kids’ beds.
Goal for this afternoon, though, is to pack. Tomorrow I have a work meeting, Wednesday I’m having my hair cut.