Some people like bare feet. Not me. My toes quickly turn into icicles even in summertime, so socks are a must.
Another important part of my life is that I’m cheap. That’s mostly good, but lately, the socks from the cheap big box store multipack from a couple years ago have been dropping like flies.
This week, I decided to cough up the cash for some new socks. In the battle between cheapness and comfy footsies, footsies won out.
When I first put on a pair of the new socks, I felt like my feet had died and gone to sock heaven. Soft, cushiony, and oh so warm… They were a true delight.
It also reminded me how quickly we become accustomed to what things feel like and stop noticing them altogether.
It may not last long, but for now, I’ll take the time to notice the warm hug from my new socks. And while I’m at it, maybe I’ll take the time to notice a few other little things as well.