At the beginning of summer I spent a day working on John Michael's flower beds. I accidently soaked my shoes and socks. Since I was meeting Jeanie for lunch, I had to have dry shoes. I made a quick trip to Walmart, thinking I could get some flip flops that would get me through the rest of the day with dry feet. Instead of flip flops I found the most wonderful pair of sandals for a mere $18. My feet were so happy to be dry and to have sandals that actually felt good. They have been my favorite summer shoes. And then one day not long ago, lo and behold, Walmart was having a summer shoe sale. Half price! I searched the shelves and found another pair of the sandals in my size so I bought them, thinking I could have them for next summer, being sure they wouldn't have the same style again.
The shoes sat in the box under the dining room table for days and days. The rabbit needed a new box for his bed so I dumped the shoes out and put the box in the cage. Herbie Miller made himself a nice bed with Timothy Hay and was quite content. Of course, he poops in his box. I switch out the box top and bottom, shaking out the dirty one and letting it air. He likes a clean bed.
Last week I was to meet writer friends for a book event and supper. I had to take Olivia to school and since I wasn't coming home I decided it would be a good day to get a hair cut and a pedicure. And I could wear my new shoes.
I went to John Michael's house to take a nap and change my clothes. I got all spiffied up but I had left my shoes in the car. I drove across town, parked the car, got my shoes out of the back seat, sat them on the ground and stuck my feet in them. My left foot slid right in and felt fine, but something was amiss with the right foot. I wiggled my foot around and it still didn't feel good. Then I took a good look at the shoes, two left feet.
My pedicure looked great with my old shoes.
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