So I was making the effort to take stock of my socks, and my arm socks. Arm socks are the ones where the feet have been cut off after holes showed up, because hey, stripy arms! Cool! Etc. I um… probably should cull this stack even further. I binned ones that were really short, and threw a handful at Smalls to evaluate (being the blue and orange rejects from my bigger stack). I’ve also got a stack behind me that need to be trimmed and/or binned… hopefully I can Kondo this stack down to something a bit thinner that still brings me joy.
Past that… I’ve had a bath. I can’t remember the last time I had a bath. And by that, I mean hee hee, I skipped yesterday — it’s been literal weeks since I’ve had a proper one. I don’t think I will ever be able to translate to non-spoonies why bathing is such a massive chore, ’cause spoonies? We just know it is, and nod proudly when victory over grime is declared, however briefly.
*sighs* Right. Gonna go… something something. Zone out.