By 7am this morning my day had started with, once again, trying to pair 8 trainer socks but only two matched to create a pair. However, I was less frustrated this time as the mystery of how this has been happening was solved last night. The culprit on this occasion was wearing 2 odd socks, and when asked why they did that, their response was “its not my fault, I could only find odd ones in my drawer”. I’m pretty sure a touch of laziness initially triggered the odd sock habit, but selecting a green, then a pink coloured sock is certainly no longer a choice. Very few socks are coming through each wash cycle in pairs.
Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results
— Albert Einstein.
There are options here, accepting this is only relevant if matching socks are important enough! They can dig a bit deeper into the sock drawer where there must be some paired, its only the surface, in easy reach, where the odd socks hang out. They could make a special effort to wear only matched socks until the next wash cycle is complete, 2 days maximum in our house and in time the pairs will be re-established. Moving forward, they could possibly revert to buying the same brand socks, in the same plain colour, reducing the necessity for more challenging pairing. All require action, all require a new habit.
I keep my phone by the bed as an alarm. Each night, regardless of whether I have not long logged off my emails or social media, I jump into bed, pop on my specs, set my alarm and then quickly scan any other apps that have notifications on them. I’m one of those people who like to keep my notifications at zero. A few minutes into this ritual my husband sighs (not audibly, but I’ve learnt what that eye roll means!).
The secret to permanently breaking any bad habit is to love something greater than the habit.
— Bryant McGill
I’m going to buy a stand-alone battery powered alarm clock.