Socks..

Here's the deal.  I got to bed almost every night with socks on because..well, because they make me feel safe.  Not mention the fact that my feet are perpetually cold so it behooves me to wear socks to bed.  Now, as I said, I go to bed with socks on.  But in the morning, I wake up with bare feet.  This is not an unusual phenomenon as I understand.  It happens to a lot of people.

I hate it.  I have lost almost all of my Eeyore socks because of this.  See, because when I wake up in the morning, it doesn't really occur to me that I went to bed with socks on and woke up with them off.  This doesn't help when you spend most of your time in hotels and housekeeping just takes the sheets in the morning.  They don't check for socks...why would they?? 

Anyway..the other night, I was in bed.  Tossing and turning because I had a million thoughts and worries going through my head and just couldn't make it all stop.  After a couple of hours and total random thoughts floating around in my noggin, it occurred to me my feet were bare.

WTH??

How did my socks come off my feet while I was awake and I was completely oblivious to the action? 

Of course, I pondered on this for at least another hour...

UGH...I just wanted to sleep and that's the one thing that avoided me!!