Sunday morning thoughts…

Why in God’s green earth do they need to put those little plastic T things in a package of new socks? 🤷‍♀️ I always first try to pull and see if it will magically break, never does. Then I have to get scissors and of course my glasses due to I can’t see squat without them. Then after I cut them out of my socks I get to the washer and they are still all together. Yes, there’s always a hidden T thing I missed. 🙄 Back to my scissors and glasses I go, hoping I will have all the little T things out before my next freaking birthday.
Yes, these are my Sunday morning thoughts. 🤣

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19 Responses to Sunday morning thoughts…

  1. Dwight Hyde says:

    Ohhh this awesome! T things I love it..always hate those little frickers and the whole extravaganza of finding and getting your glasses AGAIN I can so relate!! Let’s see I’d either serve up an old county song like ‘Take this job and shove it’ or some twisted sister ‘We’re not going to take it’ ! You dig it😁😎

  2. Oh yes. So annoying. I normally rip them then get mad as I’ve ruined the socks 🤩

  3. clairei47 says:

    I had them in a new top the other day. I usually try to bite them off and then end up damaging my teeth!! Awful things 😬

  4. Lovie Price says:

    lololol…i say the same thing..terrible little things!

  5. Yes to all above!
    Hate them!
    😂😂😂

  6. sobrietytree says:

    Yep. Brilliant post gal. It so needed to be said!! :)) 😆🙌🤓🧦xoxoxo

  7. Thanks, Nadine! Hehehe as I put on a pair of those socks this morning I thought of those little T things. 😆🙅‍♀️

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