Wine, beer sock story

Wine, beer sock story

Those socks caused me no end of frustration as over the months I pointed them out to several friends asking them ‘What the hell am I supposed to do with these?’ I researched online and sketched out ideas for weeks trying to come up with something. They all think this is just hilarious now as they see me going crazy trying to meet the demands.

But the socks are only one of a bunch of things friends and family bring me. I went out to the barn last night and on a table is an entire bolt of black tulle fabric. I have no idea how it got there or who brought it. There is also a resin whicker looking love seat in my barn this week. Again I have absolutely no idea how it got there! Things seem to just appear and beg to be repurposed or created.

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