Hello,
I decided to shop for new tennis shoes
or athletic shoes or whatever you chose to call that style. My current pair is definitely
showing some wear. This afternoon Leroy and I headed out for some other shopping
since the zipper is failing on his rain jacket. He did not get a new jacket and
I did not get shoes. He was not sure he wanted to pay the price and I was not
sure I could handle the shoe size.
We went to the best shoe store in
town. The person who waited on me did not make many suggestions and they did
not have the brand that I have liked. I tried on one pair in size eleven since
that is what I am wearing now. My toes were touching the end. She then got a
size twelve, but had only one selection in this style and brand. I was
horrified that my foot is that large. It sort of took me back to a point in my
life when I needed new shoes. In those days girls wore shoes that were quite
different from adult shoes. The shoe store only had two styles for me to choose
from. I did not like either one. The salesman went over to another salesman and
said rather disgustedly, “I can’t do a thing with her, see if you can.”
I was so humiliated. Eventually I
picked one of the styles and lived with it. Shoe shopping is not a favored
activity for me. I should only go when I am strong emotionally.
I did not buy shoes today, but someday
soon I will have to do that. We did stop at another shoe store, but they hardly
had any size elevens, although I did not look at many.
On the way home we looked for frozen
organic blue berries. The store was out as had been the store we visited in the
morning. Instead, I got some fresh organic strawberries. Even though several of
them looked not ripe they had a very nice flavor. I guess that was my treat for
the day.
I know there are worse things in life
than having big feet, but some days it matters to me.
Paula
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