We pulled into the gas station and I began to pump the gas. As I was standing there I realized it was freezing out. The wind was blowing right through me, and in my rush I was not wearing a hat or gloves. I started bouncing to get my blood moving, and I looked down and realized, I probably should have worn socks.
I don't like socks. I my perfect world I would only wear them for the occasional run, but besides that I would wear flip flops and cute flats. Despite it being the dead of winter, I was wearing cute flats which I have decided was a poor choice today.
Someday I may be blessed enough to live where no socks are appropriate year round, but I need to face it, it is not now. Tomorrow I vow to live in the reality that it is below freezing outside, and I will wear socks.
1 comment:
eh, socks are overated. I almost wore some flats the other day without some, just because I think you always look so darn cute in them, and I wanted to copy! ;)
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