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My husband has a secret habit. It’s not the worst habit he could have, but it is entirely devastating to my winter wardrobe. You see my husband can drive me insane simply by pinching and wearing my socks! My socks!
If that isn’t enough to drive you insane then this surely will. He has great big man feet! He pulls on my little ladies socks (okay, maybe not so little at ladies size 9 Au, but smaller than his), and the sock is forever stretched, never to return to its original size again. Never! And try as I might, they just will not fit right any more…falling down into my shoes, instead of sitting where good socks do.
Maybe if I was a better 1950s wife and always had his socks matched up in his drawer ready to go, this wouldn’t happen. He’d have every pair in there ready to do, instead of in the washing baskets in the lounge room because it’s his job to fold his own darn socks!
But instead of that situation, we have this one. One where I go to find my pair of new black socks that I knew I got off the line yesterday. Yet one is missing from the basket. In all likelihood said sock has made it into his suitcase for a trip to Melbourne, never to be seen by me again.
Attempts at solving the problem
Now I’ve tried a few methods to try and keep my socks safe. Made sure all mine went straight in my sock drawer. Nope! He just pinches a pair from there when he can’t find a match. Buying big safety pins to clip his together in the wash. But he’s not organised to do that last thing at night when he takes his socks off. I’ve even bought socks with pink/purple accents so he could tell they were mine. He doesn’t look. And doesn’t really care. He will wear any socks! Even my knee length frilly pair! Stretched! Gone to sock heaven! No wonder he can drive me insane.
The not-so-perfect solution
Of course I still love him to pieces! It would just be nice if my socks could last one season! I think I’m resigned to the fact he will always lose his socks (and mine). Maybe I should just throw out all the old unmatched ones and make a new start of it. With a brand new husband proof lock on my sock drawer to lessen the chance of him being able to drive me insane.
What things does your husband/partner do that drive you crazy? Comment below! Surely mine isn’t the only thing to do silly things like this!