Sock Washing Day

Way early yesterday morning I threw 14 pairs of socks into the laundry sink to wash. I put a little Soak detergent in the sink with warm water, put all the socks in, swished them around a bit and left them for a while.

We were taking my car to get it aligned and I told Vince that before we left, I wanted to get the socks out and spread them on the table on the deck to dry. He said “You know it’s going to rain today, right?” Nope . . didn’t know that at all. I’ve lived in Texas too long and forgot about checking the weather before washing my socks.

Therefore, I was stuck finding a place for them to dry in the house. The Windows Wrap still wasn’t dry so all four of the blocking mats that I have seen were being used for that. There are more here but I’m not quite sure where. I was about to get 5 or 6 pairs of socks spread out around the Windows Wrap but the others, I hung on plastic clothes hangers and hung over the fireplace mantle.

When I got up from taking a nap, Vince had the fireplace going and my socks were almost dry! Nice!

I told Vince . . it’s not postcard worthy but it surely does make me feel at home seeing a bunch of hand knit socks hanging on the mantle with a fire going in the fireplace.

Vince is loving these propane fireplaces and he’s had one or both of them going off and on all day. It’s been a cold, rainy evening and whether it’s the ambiance or the warmth, he said “Those fireplaces are a game changer for me. I love them!” I think, since winter is his main reason for not being nearly as crazy as I am about living here, having these fireplaces may be just what he needs to make him happier about being here.