ASMR my favourite holey socks, a quick foot rub and some giggles - terribly lo-fi

I collect holey socks. No, I don't go around knocking on doors and asking people for their tatty cast-offs, although I have asked a couple of friends to donate theirs if they should ever feel the need to throw charity in my direction. I know what you are thinking and yes, I am weird...quite wonderfully so. You see, these socks have many uses; ankle warmers whilst hiking, ventilation on a hot and sticky day or sloppy lazing around socks for yoga or scaring the locals. And more importantly, I have an entire drawer dedicated to holey socks. Although some only have teenie weeny holes that allow just a toe to poke through and then there are the socks that I turn into puppets and then there are the socks that end up as wrist warmers because everything has a use, even when it is a little bit broken, I can still see the beauty in it.

I am definitely more than 3 parts Pixie again and what a joy it is to want to devour an entire bar of salteed caramel chocolate, some salt and vinegar crisps and half a punnet of strawberries. Despite my recent dalliance with Bluggyyukiness, I feel quite remarkable, apart from some gentle fatigue which could be considered favourable during this first day of December...ever closer to spring and the awakening of buds and bird song. I won't lie to you...I recorded lots of short videos to put together to make a very long video but by the time I got round to editing, I was in fact too tired of mind and truly didn't want to spend another entire evening, uploading. As it turned out, this very short video took 1 hour and 43 minutes to upload...meanwhile, my family suffered again as the broadband slowly returned to dial-up speeds...yes, that's correct...it is similar to walking a mile to stand outside a phone box whilst waiting to call someone who turned out not to be home anyway. Those were the pre-internet days. The days when one carried some spare coins in case of emergencies and when there were only 4 channels on the TV; all of which, ended before midnight. Yes, I am that old.

If your only comment is that you are 'early,' or 'first,' I will no longer be replying to those as quite frankly...they aren't comments directed at me or about me or my content, which means that they will sit in my comments section, until I delete them all. Seriously...I'm fifty fu..ing two years old and I am not bothered what time you arrive...but for the love of jam, at least say something remotely constructive.


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