So, it's fall now. And with fall comes shoes. And socks.
Also cute knitted things. Yay fall!
I haven't worn shoes with socks for months and months and so, even though I should have known better, today I wore shoes without socks. It's like every year I am a remedial student of feets, and have to remind myself of the crucial way to ease your way from permanent flip-flops to proper shoes, which is:
1) wear shoes with socks inside (this helps re-form the shoes to your feet)
2) after AWHILE, you can wear the shoes (now worn-in) without socks
3) under NO CIRCUMSTANCES wear shoes that you haven't worn in a long time without socks on a day when you have to walk a lot
Basically, I got a blister on my heel today. On the upside, I looked totally cute in my capri-length tights and ballet flats with my cute black rainjacket. I felt v. Audrey Hepburn-esque, in between PAIN.
The crucial difference between me and Audrey is that she gets to sit down in her sockless feet.
And I had to walk home.
So anyway, I got the bus home from work and it's like a 10 minute walk from the bus stop to my house. Luckily, there is a little corner store by the bus stop, and my plan was to go in there and buy Band-aids, put one on, and then walk home with confidence.
So you can imagine my surprise when, on my way out of the bus, I saw a Band-Aid - still in its unopened wrapper - sitting on the ground of the bus! WHAT? Like when I found the dish soap by the front door of my building, it seemed like a tangible gift from my Frugal Godmother (i.e. Mama Gail). But I was so taken by surprise and didn't have time to think and my FOOT HURT and before I knew it, I was off the bus and had not taken the free gift from the universe.
On the plus side, I hobbled down to the Band-Aid section of the cornerstore (why was it so far from the door whyyyyy?) and got these extremely awesome Band-Aids:
In slightly related news, do you know what else was on the floor of the bus, but I actually picked up?
|"... But perhaps she should just return to England and try to forget the unattainable Alex Larousse!"|
This amazing Harlequin from 1977! I have a small collection of extremely old Harlequin romance novels (i.e. 3 books). I don't read them, and I don't really know what to do with them, but they're so great and retro I'm sure I'll think of something. Remove the covers and frame them, maybe? How hard is it to remove pages from a book? Hmm...