When the going gets tough, the tough go shoe shopping… In my case, at Nordstrom Rack in DC. I didn’t actually buy any shoes. But, I tried a bunch on. I saw shoes that I could have bought. But, remember I either walk or take public transit everywhere. So, I have to believe that the shoes I select are actually up to getting me somewhere. My shoes are not just feet covers but transportation devices. So, for now my shoe collection is unchanged at one pair of cowboy boots, one pair of Dansko Professionals, one pair of Keene sandals, and a pair of Mephisto sandals. Plus one pair of black suede pumps from way back in the last century. These are for a true emergency. The pumps are not up to walking anywhere.
Mr C is a little down today. Maybe I shouldn’t have shared the information with him? Well, the cat is out of the bag now. No way to unshare.
After looking at shoes, I figured it would be pretty lame to no walk down to the Tidal Basin and take in the cherry trees. A joy. I even liked the crowds. It could have been Tokyo. Girls in yukata. Families picnicking. Everyone taking pictures. Even me.
Enjoy Every Sandwich. Turkey and Cheddar with guacamole on a croissant for Mr C. Same thing on whole wheat pita for me. And clementines and deviled eggs.