True story. It took me a couple of hours to settle into the the realization that yes that was the gift and no there wasn't something puny or extra coming my way. That was just it. Socks.
From one of the few people who know ne best and could've gotten me anything.
Still not sure if there's and what's the message behind the socks.
The only gift I got was my dog puking on my comforter at 5am. I'd cry tears of gratitude if someone bought me socks.
Update: My HOA president left a baggie of dog treats at my door, addressed to my dog from her dog. He loved them and is now passed out in front of the fireplace. ❤️ Merry Christmas all!
I buy all my own socks, so I only have one kind of white sock and one kind of black sock. I do this so putting away the laundry feels a lot easier for me. I was getting a little overwhelmed before with searching for each sock's mate every week.