(my leg, with an alaskan mosquito squished on it, while riding a bike, in Alaska)One of my least favorite meetings at work is on the first Monday of every month. What kind of sadistic person schedules a meeting for the first Monday? I am still happy to be going to work.
As I put on my shoes this morning, I thought about how grateful I am to have an opportunity to wear high heels on a daily basis. There were years in my life when I had no excuse to wear heels, or even nice shoes. In fact, there were years when I had only one pair of shoes at time, and I wore them until I wore them out and then it was time for a new pair. Well, now I have quite the collection of shoes. Running shoes, hiking boots, bumming around kind of tennies, water shoes, snow boots, high heel pumps, high heel boots, low heel dancing boots, clogs, crocs, sandals of all sorts, flats, kitten heels, etc. I have brown shoes, black shoes, purple shoes, green shoes (more than one pair), blue shoes, silver shoes, and of course, red shoes.
Why am I thinking about this, you may ask? Because I am thinking about taking a trip to Rome in 2010. And I am thinking about the money this will cost. And I am thinking about how if I don't stop spending money I will never retire. And it occurs to me that I don't really want to retire. Why? Because then I would have no good reason to wear high heels!
Welcome to my decision making process...
and let's stay sober today, OK?