Shoes

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.

Pretty cool, huh?  They are Dansko's and, since we're being honest, I'm just going to go right out and say it: They were not on sale.

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!