When I was getting dressed in the half-dark of 5:15 this morning to get ready for today’s workshop, I realized that I was very low on work socks. The one pair I was able to unearth from the dark recesses of my sock drawer were a little tired looking but I decided they would do in a pinch.
Here’s the thing…once my morning commute to Toronto is complete and my running shoes come off to be replaced by my work shoes, nobody will know that I have a giant hole in my left sock.
But…I will know.
After my lovely walk up Bay Street to College Street, I decided that I just couldn’t go through my day with a sub-par outfit (even if it was just socks) so I stopped at the Pharma Plus on the corner and bought some new ones.
And I didn’t just buy your run-of-the-mill black socks! I bought the funkiest work socks I have ever owned!
I am now settled in my workshop room awaiting my participants for the day with a lovely secret hidden inside my shoes…