Isn't it true that it's the small things in life that can drive us completely insane? Most of us have the strength and fortitude to deal with major crises ... but the small things can leave us whimpering in the corner. "I know I left my keys right here; I could have sworn I had extra light bulbs; didn't I just pour a cup of coffee?" We get distracted sometimes, and these things happen. They're not great cause for anxiety, but they can niggle at us sometimes. But there is one thing that can drive me over the edge into complete and total insanity: I put two socks into the dryer, and only one came out. I have just spent the better part of an hour, looking for one sock. It is nowhere to be found. I am convinced that my dryer, and probably yours too, is really the entrance to a black hole into the universe -- to the Planet of the Socks.
There on the Planet of the Socks they hang out, enjoying a cocktail -- each of them having escaped from Planet Earth -- while their poor, cast-off mates think they're hiding in the lint trap. Eventually the left-behind sock suffers the humiliating fate of becoming a sock puppet, or worse -- a dust rag.
Today I had planned to shop for a new sofa, but all I will be thinking about is my lost sock. I have looked everywhere. Where is it? I will become obsessed with it, and I will probably lose a couple of nights' sleep until I can put it out of my mind. Most of the time I can deal with the major things in my life. Every problem eventually has a solution. The big things? No problem ... It's the small things that can drive a person insane.