Last year, I got a great pair of beige sandals from Wal-Mart.Only $6 and they had a heel. I love these shoes, so this year when I saw them in black - for the same low price - I couldn't pass them up. Yes, I already had 3... oops - forgot about the other strappy ones - make that 4 pairs of black sandals. What can I say? A girl can never have too many pairs of shoes. Tuesday mornings are my worst mornings. I don't get home til about 11 PM on Mondays, and I have to leave by 6:15 Tuesday morning. Since I am not in any way happy about being awake before 8 AM, I usually sleep til the last possible minute and wake up in time to throw clothes on and lunch together before pouring caffeine into the largest cup I can find and heading out the door, praying all the way down the interstate that I get to work before my cup is empty. This morning, the caffeine held. And I had the added bonus of not having to decide which shoes to wear - I had new sandals and they were already in my car. It gave me an extra 45 seconds of free morning time. When I got to work I slipped them on (HA! You thought I was going to say I left them at home, didn't you?) and dashed inside, desperately hoping that someone had already turned on the coffee. When I got inside, I realized that although the coffee was brewing, I had left my cup in my car - which meant another 1/4 mile walk to my car to get it, then a 1/4 mile walk back inside(that counts as exercise, right? Because when I go to my car to leave, I'll have walked an entire mile just from the car to the building). By the time I got back to the library, my feet were killing me. My new sandals- which are {theoretically} the same as my old ones except for color - have now rubbed the outside of my foot raw. As in, there is an entire layer of skin peeling from the side of my foot. Since I used the extra 45 seconds this morning to slap some pretty red nail polish on my toe nails, I was not happy that I had wasted time making my feet as pretty as possible only to have it all ruined after 30 minutes of wearing my new shoes. I'd better get another pair of black sandals to keep at work for emergencies like this....
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Buy houses near each of our kids, so we could drive them all crazy equally...have maid service and lawn care at all of our houses......eat out when we want....buy a new vehicle now and then......retirement would be a reality instead of a dream.....start college funds for the grandchildren......maybe (if they're good) share some moolah with the offspring...
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