I'm going to be honest with you. I'm feeling a little exhausted lately. I think all the adrenaline from The Goddess Lounge book launch is sputtering out.
So, of course, I bought shoes.
I know what you're thinking: "Oh, that fancy pants Margaret with her expensive not-on-sale shoes. One novel and she thinks she's Imelda Marcos."
Yeah. I get that, but here's what I say. "I am on my feet often! I teach on my feet. I walk on my feet. Even when I'm sitting, I am often swiveling around my ankle (per PA's video below), which is connected to my foot."
To which you are thinking, "Oh, that fancy pants Margaret. I bet she is going to say she writes on her feet."
Actually, sometimes I do. It has to do with my hip, but be that as it may, I also think you should know that I will probably have these shoes for, like, five years. Really. Despite what you are thinking, I am really not that big of a shopper. So you could say the shoes were a GOOD INVESTMENT.
"Investment! HA!" You are saying. "You just wanted those shoes, and frankly, with those speckly looking things they do not even look practical."
I know! All right! I know! I just wanted them so much and I hardly ever do anything nice for myself. So just leave me alone!