You know what? You can't catch a curve ball wearing those bad boys...and I've had a few pitched my way lately. Since tendonitis moved in (and HOLY SCHNIKEES it hurts) I've been sportin' these guys instead:
Cute? Yeah. Girly? OK. Powerful and sexy? Not so much. I like 'em, though. I realize I'm more relaxed, like I can catch up with my life. You know what else? Everything is kind of settling into a groove, too. Life is not perfectly clean, tidy, wrapped up in a bow, or shiny and sexy with a flexed calf all the time. Just ain't happening. Sometimes I have my act together enough that we sit down to dinner together. Sometimes we have cereal. The house is "mostly" clean. The world will NOT end if kid #1 doesn't want to wash her hair for a week. Eventually, she'll do it. Or if kid #2 wears 5 outfits in one day? Fine, too.
I know. You might be thinking, "Ann is overmedicated." Nah. It's just the shoes...
3 comments:
LOVE this post. Love. That second pair looks similar to the pair i'm wearing right this very second, actually. (:
It's okay ann weve all had to hang up our hookin shoes, especially when we become mothers. The money was great sure, but the hours are just not so great for a family schedule.:)
I MISS YOU!!!!
Welcome to the world of comfortable shoes, we've been waiting for you.
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