wednesday the weather was a glorious 70 degrees outside and all was well. sunshine, frolicking, loveliness left and right.
then some motherfucker told me “oh it’s going to storm and snow by the end of the week, just you wait.” and i wake up freezing cold this morning to find that the weather has turned to bullshit. great.
i just hope it lets up for the weekend, and that it isn’t too freezing cold in chicago. i’ve been checking the weather, but you never know. and for some reason, i’m uber-nervous about the whole thing. i really want to get out there, but i also really want to just get it over with and stuff. strange. i used to be so excited about it all and now i’m just kind of worried.
cheering me up today are my brand new shoes of spiffiness. i am so happy they finally arrived — screw you UPS & your “unforseen delays” — and they are totally awesome. i’m still in a state of mourning over my awesome skull & crossbone sneakers that died horribly…but, these definitely are kicky enough to keep me happy for a while. i think i’ve found my official favorite brand of shoes now, so word. although doc martens (expensive!) and sketchers (soft spot from back in the day) definitely have been vying for the top spot in my heart for a long time. which is to say, i’m becoming entirely too girly in my old age, really.
the bottom of my closet is filled, filled with shoes of nearly every type. and there are some i only wear once, or just on special occasions or even hardly ever, but yet i still want them. every once in a while i’ll go out and find the pair i covet and get them. the oxfords that are just too cute but almost too high, and the patent leather strappies, and even (god) heels…occasionally, really. and of course, i’ll never have as many shoes as my dear midget does — they’d never fit in my apartment — but damn.
also, the approaching spring means a.) breaking in my sandals again and b.) probably buying more of them.
ay dios…
