I'm a very loyal person. And not into a lot of bling. Which is helpful as bling can be quite costly. Also, I've never really understood the gratification and passion some women have when it comes to shopping for clothes. Trying on again and again...hmmm. Not really a fun day to me. More of a chore that must be done. Though I admit that I get a big kick and smile out of it when I got "exactly what I wanted" at a "tremendous savings". But that doesn't happen often enough to lure me into the malls and boutiques to try on clothes too often in my life. I go when I "need to go" to find something for a wedding or a cruise and such. And putting on different jewelry every day...ugh. I wear what I like and it usually just stays on. So...simple and easy. I want to just get dressed quickly. Spending more than a few minutes to get ready for anything in life is really not me.
So...not a serious groupie when it comes to clothes and bling shopping. You'd think Mike would've been ecstatic but....I trade boutiques and clothes shops for yard sales and "other types" of retail therapy. Which is quite enjoyable.... to my hubby's chagrin over the years.
Ahhh the joys of "other types" of retail therapy! Massages, Travel, and, of course, ....my feet! I don't want a closet full of shoes. Too many choices just give me a headache. Nope...I want the superbly comfortable shoe. Which are costly and hard to find believe it or not.
I don't require too much to be happy but comfy shoes and a comfy mattress are my essentials.
No motels ever! I am a 3 star minimum, 3.5 - 4 star preferred -hotel-girl.
But....throw in some savvy and you can book such easily enough without denting your pocketbook very badly. And even with the shoes...get me a few pairs and I'm good to go...for literally YEARS!
Mike was understanding. It makes sense really. You're either on your feet or in bed during the 24 hours in a day. And I think all the years of nursing killed my feet. Add in a 2 year bout with plantar fasciitis and the wisdom known as middle age...dawns.
So I'm loyal. And I am quite faithful to what I like whether its my flavor of ice cream or my bling...or my shoe.
Which means you can now understand the gasp that escaped from me yesterday, along with a long and drawn out "Noooooooo!", when I slid my foot into my most beloved and worn-almost-every-day-for-the-past-two-years pair of ecco sandals only to hear a snap as the cord broke.
Years of being in rain, puddles, sun, sand, mud, dirt and, of course, shops finally killed one of my most faithful and truly loved by me-friends! It's poor mate, like the wives of pharaohs of yesteryear, had to be buried right along with it. (Glad that tradition ended with the pyramids). But it remains the fate of shoes...despite one being in perfectly, healthy condition, if one breaks...the mate shares the fate.
I did love that pair of sandals though. I traipsed in them all over Europe and the United States. Like a tree...it has a lot of stories it could tell if it could...actually tell anything! :)
But, while I again emphasize the intense degree of attachment that I had to this particular pair of shoes....it is not tragic. As I threw them into the trashcan, I also eyed my laptop. Within a couple hours I had gone I online scouring echo's websites until I found exactly the same size, color and brand of sandal.
A mere $107.00 is a small price to pay for a faithful friend that goes with one every step of the way in this life. And it's not like I drop dollars all the time buying bling.
Sooooo worth it.
And I reflected on my shoes and on my friends this morning. My friends who are truest and with whom I'm my most relaxed and real self.... really do fit "like an old shoe", come in "all sizes", and traipse through a lot of my life making the road that much easier. ;).
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