Here I was, accepting that the mail probably ate the socks like the dryer does, when the mail lady knocks on the door! "Ahoy!" she doesn't say, "Here be some mail for you!" As I accept the package with glee. I hurry inside and peel open the package layered with tape like a mummy. "Seriously?!" I lament, as the tape does not seem to want to come off. I run to the kitchen to find some scissors, snip open the package and hold the fuzzy socks close to me like a long lost friend.

Thanks for the socks! I'm glad they're finally here!