Why did I put my socks on the wrong feet today? Is it because the left sock was feeling particularly sassy? Or maybe it's just because I'm secretly a method actor, preparing for a role in a dramatic reenactment of a morning routine gone wrong?
More on Overthinking the Obvious Share Your Thoughts (Please, We Beg of You)P.S. If you're wondering, the correct answer is because I'm just really, really bad at mornings.