Superstitious Sheep Socks

There’s something you don’t know about me: I have a very odd superstition about my socks.  It began back in the wintertime, when my feet were so often frozen after a day volunteering with the birds that I began to pay special attention to my sock-layering techique.  Quite practically it all started just to keep my feet extra warm.

But then it went a bit strange.  I started to link the type and colour of socks I wore to the outcome of any particular day.  If my socks were one of my pink cow or sheep socks, it was going to be a very good day.  If I wore either black socks, or heavens forfend the ugly blue-with-brown-spots pair, it was going to suck.  Naturally I started to only wear my pink farmyard animal socks.

I say “naturally” as if it were even remotely normal.

Now, I consider myself a reasonably intelligent woman.  I’d even call myself sensible most of the time.  But as I’m sure you’re all thinking, this is not a sensible or intelligent logical leap to make.

I am Fab-ewe-lous, dammit!

So why did this occur?  Well mainly because life is not ours to control, and we like to pretend it is.  Thus, by telling myself that today will be a good day because I have my hot pink spotty sheep socks on, I can actually believe that choice influences the outcome of the day.  Obviously it has no real, quantifiable effect, but it does affect my perception of the events of the day.  It puts me in the frame of mind to take on challenges which I would shun and quake in fear of if wearing other socks.

In other words, I’ve deluded myself quite soundly.  But if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.

One response to “Superstitious Sheep Socks

  1. I love your blog. Wished you blogged more!

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