It isn’t the mountains ahead to climb that wear you out, it’s the pebble in your shoe. Actually, I kind of think that mountain would be so daunting that I’d never get as far as the shoes, but that would shut the story down pretty quickly. And how can I discuss feet without a lofty introduction?? I went to a very chi chi affair the other night, or it had that intention. It was outside. In September. In Ohio. Now you get my drift. No, not snowdrift. Yet. That’s October. Anyway, normally everyone get’s decked out in little dresses and pointy shoes and looks very Gatsbyish. But, oh, the weather. Rain, chilly, and appropriate for jeans jackets. Lots-oh-jeans jackets. I didnt quite get the dressage right, but I have to say a jeans jacket never was an option. Of course, my Manfriend’s sports jacket worked just fine, and that wasn’t part of my master plan, either. But, what I got Very Wrong were my shoes. They were sandalish. They had a heel. And they hurt. I realized after wearing flipflops or tennis shoes all summmer, my feet didn’t know how to wear shoes. (Who am I kidding? I haven’t worn shoes in three years.) Slippers during Covid started a trend that I havent’ really broken out of yet. But, most disconcerting, my feet were in my head. I once traveled to Europe with a friend who said he didn’t enjoy himself because his feet hurt. When he got home, he made it his mission to get comfortable shoes. and it rocked his world. Sadly, I think I’ve reached that point. If your feet ain’t right, your head ain’t right. Damn pebble. I’m not quite ready to go full orthopedic, but think the heel thing is done. And the pointy toe. Which I never could pull off anyway because my foot is shaped like a shoebox. None of those jeans jackets cared what shoes I wore. (They also wore a lot of boots. A craze I can dig.) Since I always have very lofty goals, I’m on a mission to be right by my feet. Show them some love. I’m sure that whole mountain thing really wasn’t about feet, but saying how sometimes it’s the little things that drag you down. Or something deep deep deep like that. I just happened to read it after my feet epiphany, which reminds me I do have some very comfy hiking boots that I wore all through Montana. Everyone did. With real jeans jackets. Now I’m excited!! #trending #TikTok #nextcomesarmpithair