It is inevitable.
I put it off as long as possible and now it is to the point that it is a “have to do.”
So I have scheduled it, placed it in ink on my calendar.
It is official - this weekend I will be shopping for a new pair of shoes.
Ideally a pair that is not only stylish, but a pair that has a high comfort level that goes beyond the placing on my feet and walking a few steps in the shoe store range.
I dread the historical BREAKING IN OF MY FEET with new shoes. It is a miserable, tortuous, long-suffering ritual – a curse of sorts that affects primarily us gals.
shoes are not my pals
