It seems I get a shoe catalog in the mail at least once a week. I usually browse through them a little bit and then toss them in the trash. When ever we go to the mall all the different shoe stores only get a brief glance from me as I walk past them. While I can admire a lot of different shoes having a variety of them in my closet has never been very high on my list of priorities.
I have a total of three pairs of shoes. A comfortable pair to wear while running errands, a less comfortable pair that I use to go to church or any special occasions and then an awful pair that should have been burned three years ago already but I'm still hanging onto them since they come in very handy when I need to go outside and it's wet or muddy. Their soles have become loose a long time ago and every step I take they flap open and closed making it appear as if I were wearing talking shoes.
We don't wear our shoes in the house and every one has their shoes and boots lined neatly at the bottom of the basement stairs. Having a baby in my arms I find it easiest to simply feel for my shoe with my toes and then slip into them. It worked well until I was sitting happily in church and needed something from the diaper bag. As I bent down I was horrified to see one nice Sunday shoe and one awful shoe smiling up at me with its gaping tattered "mouth" The shock of seeing it made me forget why I had bent down to begin with and I sat up gasping for air and hoping no one had seen my shoes.
As I tried to collect my senses I realized I still need something from the diaper bag so I had to bend down again. The ugly shoe now seemed to be taunting me and I quickly retrieved what I needed, tucked my feet under my chair, and carefully placed the diaper bag in hopes it would block the view of my feet from any one else.
As much as I dislike shoe shopping I think it's officially time I do just that.