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One and Done

 

Whoever thought it was a good idea to sell sippy cups in multi-color packs was a real jerk.  Monochromatic.  All the moms just want one option.  Everyone gets blue!  You're not doing anyone any favors by offering multiple colors or designs on things, and heaven forbid making new and improved versions.  One color. One design. Forever!  That's my winning business formula.  I'd gofundme that.    

Along those lines, can somebody explain to me why we can't just have one white sock option?  Why do they make changes?  The sock looked good with the logo written on the toe in red, then it went blue, and now green.  The sock had a solid upper and now it's ribbed.  I can't find a freaking match for anything.  Andddd, the kids can't handle the old socks once they've experienced the new socks, which makes my options very limited. Especially when we are short on time.  There are never the right clean socks when we are late.  One sock.  One color.  One design.  Forever.  I never imagined, when I was single, how much my adult life would revolve around making sure everyone under our roof had clean, matching, socks.  Some people work their whole lives to find the cures for things like cancer.  I work at discovering new ways of staying caught up on the laundry.  We all have our cross to bear.  

On a positive note.  The boys are getting more and more helpful.  Ross just pointed out yesterday, that soon they will be capable of helping with things they're not going to want to do.  Bonus for me.  In the mean time, I'm training these boys to be men who can get all their dirty clothes into a laundry basket.  It's a good thing I have eighteen years.  Some future daughter-in-law is going to be very thankful.   

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  1. AnonymousMay 19, 2022 at 10:23 PM

    So start a new trend mismatch colors mismatch designs in those socks and you can always tell people that you have a pair just like them at home.

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