It turns out, your grandmother's socks are not just any ordinary socks. No, no. They're plaid. Like, really plaid. Like, "we-spent-all-our-allowance-on-plaid-socks-and-now-we-can't-stop" plaid.
But why, you ask? Well, it's simple: your grandmother's plaid pockets are a manifestation of her unwavering dedication to the art of knitting. You see, she's been doing it for years. Like, decades. And by "years" I mean "centuries".
And let's be real, she's not just knitting for you, she's knitting for the universe. The universe needs more plaid. And if the universe isn't ready for more plaid, then she's just going to make more plaid for the universe, anyway. It's like that.
So, if you ever find yourself in the presence of your grandmother's plaid pockets, just remember: it's not just a pattern, it's a declaration of love. A love for the universe, for the craft, and for the unwavering commitment to making more plaid.