I’ve been living in a strange new world for the last year and half, discovering and enjoying new and amazing things with my amazing fella.
I’ve been on many airplanes, had to GET a passport and then have USED my passport more than once! I’ve been to balls, galas, casinos, wineries (some DO have vodka), dirt track races, long mountain bike trails, middle of no-where watering holes, and incredible plays and concerts.
I’ve also discovered shoes.
I’ve heard of this so-called “shoe” phenomenon and have to admit that Bitchy has acquired this particular obsession through NO fault of mine.
But now I know.
I know what it feels like to find (and WANT) the perfect pair of shoes, and I’m doomed. I discovered just how doomed today. Let's back up a bit....
Last summer I discovered an amazing pair of gold wedge sandals at Kohl’s. I needed them for my nephew’s wedding in Mystic and they were spectacular! They were SO spectacular that I’m pretty sure I wore them EVERYWHERE I went! They were great in the Cayman’s, in Mystic, in Target and in my first grade classroom. They were so @(#*&# awesome that I wore them OUT.
In January I realized that I NEEDED another pair. I needed THAT pair of shoes. I’m fifty-six years old and I’m pretty sure that’s a first for me. (Or, I can’t remember anything that’s every happened to me.)
I had worn the shoes SO often that I couldn’t find the name of the company/designer that made them. I googled and googled and googled until finally DAYS later, I found the shoe. Then, I finally found one in MY size on ebay. Well, it might have been a ½ size too small, but much like Cinderella’s sisters- I KNEW IT WOULD FIT!
I ordered it, paid a bit extra for it- and got it. WHEW. I was incredibly proud of myself.
Then today I walked into TJ Maxx looking for SOMETHING I was sure I needed.
I walked past the shoes and guess what I saw? GUESS???
The $^#%ing shoes!! IN MY REAL SIZE! Oh Sweet Jesus I am an idiot.
Well, to be more specific, I am an idiot now with TWO pair of exquisite gold (must have) wedge shoes. Bring on the apocolypse...I’ll be the one with gorgeous (extra) sandals…