Bill's theory on life is if you get something new, you get rid of the old. Also, he seems to think that you actually NEED something before you'd consider buying it.
I will readily admit that I carry around way more pairs of shoes than I need. I mean, I can wear only one pair at a time... what's the big deal? But I wear sandals, sneakers, work shoes, dress shoes, boots, slippers... you get the picture. Okay... so I have a few pairs of sandals... I wouldn't wear those strappy leather ones along the beach... I need those rubber Tevas. My steel-toed boots come in handy at times. And I'm not going to get my sneakers all wet filling the bird feeders in the early morning, but those Crocs sure are handy.
My trusty "everyday" shoes have been gradually wearing out. The soles are so thin that I swear I can feel a grain of sand under my feet while walking. The heels are worn down... the uppers have come away from the soles allowing gallons of water to flow in when it's wet.
They have hundreds... probably thousands... of miles on them.
My feet tell me it's time to replace them.
Off to Tractor Supply... What? You don't shop at a farm supply store for your shoes? Hey... they have good stuff! The jeans aren't designer jeans... neither are the shirts... unless you call "John Deere" blazed across your chest stylish.
Yep! I got me a new pair of shoes!
These puppies are everything I need... they're even manure resistant. ( I did NOT make that up... it says so right on the hangtag). Waterproof, durable and sturdy. Great for geocaching, hiking, and I suppose even housecleaning or doing the dishes.
I got high tops this time... good for walking through brush... or cactus. Handy if snakes are around.
I started grade school in a little country school. All the little girls wore high-top brown leather shoes. Nobody thought anything about it... but we moved to a "city" school when I was in 2nd grade. My hightop shoes were definitely country bumpkin. I swore way back then that I'd never wear brown high tops again in my life... Well... here I am... back to brown high tops... and I love them.
So, call me Imelda... or call me whatever you like... I'm thinking that maybe those old worn out shoes might be good for something... maybe I should hang on to them a while longer....
These Boots Were Made For Walking...
And I it's time to head outside and get the day started.
That's All For Today!