Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Shoes.

Listen, kids.

My feet are wide. Like hobbit wide. Like almost wider than they are long (okay, not really.)

And I have yucky bunions.

Its like my boyfriend says... "All feet are gross." (And then I tell him he should be a podiatrist. Haha.)

But really. I'm gonna be a teacher. In a month. And be on my feet all day. And have to look professional. But one of the things I'm worried most about are m'darn feet! Where am I gonna find some cute, professional shoes that aren't gonna make my feet kill like Casey Anthony AND not look like this:
?!?!?!!!

Suggestions welcome.
Please and thank you.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

You know when everybody else says to not do something, and you know they're right, but you do it anyway, because you have to, because its right for you? And then the consequences come, and everything everybody warned you would happen, happens.

I still think its right. But the consequences are... not my fav. And make it kind of hard to deal with. Its hard to just compartmentalize and remember that the not so fun things are just consequences, and I don't need to spend a lot of time worrying about/trying to fix them, because they will go away after I'm finished doing the thing everybody said I shouldn't. Its so hard, because the consequences feel like real issues. And maybe they are. But maybe, hopefully, probably, they are just side effects, and they'll go away soon.

Does that make any sense at all? I thought not. Yay for being cryptic. But honestly, looking at it and making it cryptic is kind of therapeutic. Sweet.