What makes you angry? Does it really matter?
I love to talk about my husband's socks. He
wears white cotton socks to his jobs as a
contractor and he likes to take them off
around the bedroom, and sometimes inside
the front door.
These socks have a life of their own. I have
no idea why, but they seem to sit up like
something is inhabiting them even
when they are clearly not on his feet.
I can't tell you why he doesn't just put them
in the laundry bin with everything else.
(Funnily enough, I haven't asked.)
I also don't know if he actually wears them another time.
Truthfully, it probably wouldn't matter because white
socks worn on a construction site are only truly white
once, the first time they're worn.
Now I could get on my high horse and demand that he
put his socks in the laundry bin. Or make sarcastic
comments about why he doesn't.
But what would that accomplish? Is it worth getting upset
about or even mentioning?
Before I make such a comment, I look at what would be
created for our relationship overall. My husband hates
to be controlled. He's said several times that he would
have been long gone if I'd ever attempted such a thing.
And like most of us he hates to be told what to do.
So I either step over the lively socks or pick them up
He doesn't get nagged. I don't waste my time complaining.
Peace reigns in our household.
And to tell the truth, I have been known to leave a few
shoes around the place myself.