So we have too many socks. Way to many socks. They are old, holey, and mismatched. So ds, ever the practical one, said let's buy a distinctive set for each person (it's a bit of a lottery now as because we have too many they are stored in a big basket and we just sock dive) then throw out all the old ones.
Sounds good. Except having gone through the pile for the first proper time in years I realise I am having trouble letting go. 

Why am I attached to these socks?! Even ones i know have holes or no matching?!