Cute Shoes.

So as you may remember, I quit my job a few weeks back.  Or you may not remember.  Hell, you probably don't even care.  But I did, and that's the first part of this story.  Are you having a hard time keeping up?  Well, so am I.  Brilliance like this ain't easy, you know...

Anyway, back to my shoes.  

One of the strangest things has happened as a consequence of the aforementioned job abandonment.  Something I could have never imagined.  I have suddenly become interested in shopping.  For clothes.  And shoes.  And cute, girly, frilly things.  It's really, really bizarre.  

Of course, now that we're down to one income, I can't really afford it, which figures...

But here's what happened.  A few weeks ago I was out of my house and in a store that had clothes.  I was wandering around and suddenly I realized that for the first time in over 16 years, I did not have to look at practical work clothes.  I could look at cute clothes, because I no longer go to work.

Here's some background on that.  For the past 16 years or so, I have worn black pants, comfortable (and UGLY) shoes, and some sort of shirt that wouldn't show book dust too terribly badly.  That was all I ever shopped for.  Practical stuff.  Ugly stuff.  Crocs.  Rinse.  Repeat.

As I was walking around, it was like a whole new world of clothes had opened up to me.  Colorful stuff that doesn't match black pants? I could wear that!  Dresses? GASP!  I bought two last week.  Cute shoes?  I NEED some cute shoes!!!!  I no longer have to stand on concrete floors for ten hour shifts, so practical just isn't practical any more...  

This post is a final farewell to all the practical clothes and shoes in my wardrobe.  

I don't need you any more.

I'm breaking up with you.

You are no longer an important part of my life.

Of course, I'm going to look like a crazy person walking around my house all day in red high heels.

Whatever.  Don't judge me.

This has been a long time coming.