A Pile of Mismatched Socks and Something Else

It was a lovely fall day, the windows were open with a cool breeze wafting through and after our recent hike to Havasupai we were enjoying a leisurely day with the houseful of young people that had stayed over.

Some of the boys were playing a game of RISK.

And some of the girls were cleaning. I can handle houseguests like that! 🙂 A few were cleaning bathrooms and a few were doing some laundry.

Enter the pile of socks.

I have a pile of socks …make that a few piles of socks. One pile is in the folding basket and takes up half of the basket(!) and then I have a grocery bag full of more socks.

Audrey and my niece, Abigail decided they were going to get all these socks taken care of once and for all. I was sitting at my desk in my bedroom doing some planning, they were sitting on the floor with a pile of socks in between them.

After realizing they didn’t have all the socks, they found the grocery bag that had more and dumped them on top of the first pile.

Enter Hadassah, another niece.

“Ewww, what’s that smell?”

“What smell,” I asked.

She scooped up a pile of socks and carried them to me putting them directly beneath my nose. Ewww! They were stinky.

About that same time Audrey exclaimed, “It’s a mouse!” and began screaming.

I had no idea where the mouse was but all I knew it was probably running around like crazy. I screamed, threw up my legs (I was not going to have it running over my feet!), plugged my ears, closed my eyes screaming the whole time. Quite loudly.

At the same time my other niece, Liliana was on the opposite side of the bed from the girls who were sitting on the floor. She hadn’t heard that a mouse had been found – all she knew was it must be bad since we were screaming and so she started screaming too.

Hadassah & Abigail were yelling at each other.

“Just take the mouse out!”

“You take it!”

Finally, Abigail scooped up the shriveled, dead specimen of a mouse with one of those lovely socks and carried it away and order slowly returned.

The rest of the story? Well…

My voice was scratchy the rest of the day from the strain it had been under.

The boys never even came to check what was going on. Thanks guys for being our knights in shining armor! :p

Grace, my very calm and unflappable niece? She proved her nature all over again. She opened the door and stood in wonder as she saw pandemonium and chaos reigning in what was a quiet peaceful scene moments before.

And we all laughed and laughed over it later.

Lessons to be learned from this?

• Beware if there is ever a bad smell in your sock bag. You just never know what you might find.
• Don’t keep a sock bag around forever. Just get rid of it.

If you haven’t seen the posts about our Havasupai hike, here they are.

Day 1 – Havasupai – Hiking in

Day 2 – Havasupai – Beaver Falls

Day 3 – Havasupai – Navajo & Havasupai Falls

Day 4 – Havasupai – Trekking out

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