Hmm. Is this what I’m suffering? Transference? Since April, when I basically gave up junk food, the pairs of shoes in my closet have multiplied exponentially. Am I trading one bad habit for another? I mean, I had to have these. Then I saw these, and those were too pretty to pass up. I’m ashamed to say the list goes on. So, am I mental? Do I need a shoe intervention? And who’s going to come to my house and pry them out of my cold, dead paws?
Hey, it’s Thursday, so that makes everything OK. One more day till you-know-when. I’m up for a party this weekend. Anyone else? My house. Bring new shoes.