New Shoes

Yesterday it was serendipity when I stumbled across these beauties. Aren't they cute? Don't you just want to pinch their cheeks and make kissy noises? I do. When I saw that they were under five dollars, I didn't even blink. I slipped one of them on my foot just to make sure they fit and then I threw them in my cart and went on to do the shopping that I actually came to the store to do. I can't go to Target and not look at shoes. It goes against everything I believe in.

Fast forward to this morning. I'm getting the crew ready for church and was ready to start loading them up to leave. Sunday mornings are a bit of a whirlwind and shoes and lip gloss are the last things on my list of things to do. Like every other Sunday, I slipped my shoes on just before I walked out the door and I put my lip gloss on as I drove away from the house. I finally took a deep cleansing breath as I sat myself down in the row, all the children delivered to their classrooms. I noticed that one of my shoes was rubbing a bit and causing a little discomfort but I expected that out of seven and a halfs. I probably would have been more comfortable in an eight but they were out and what are you going to do? No pain, no gain. It's a motto I live by. I looked down at my feet and was perplexed. Why was my right shoe an inch and a half longer than the back of my heel? I took them off and flipped them over. 7 1/2 on the left shoe 9 1/2 on the right. Yes, you read that correctly, my right shoe was two full sizes bigger than the left. This is a new shoe shopping low. Never have I purchased shoes of completely different sizes and worn them for a half an hour before noticing. I guess love truly is blind.