MissTick
Thingish Things

Lately I found myself stuck at a question about how I am doing...from one hand it is polite to say "I'm fine, thanks", but it does feel a bit as a "beaten phrase" sort of...everyone's using it and I don't like to be every one...I want to be me, but to this particular conversation starter I'm yet to find my own way of responding...from the other hand I'm fine is not exactly what I am, coz I consider fine to be something I'm not quite yet...but then perhaps I have too high of the standards...so let me say that today I'm fine with the way how things are developing for me...I went to the post office at my lunch time, had to post something to the Kid...now, who would've thought that they expanded post office far into the general shopping area of the city?! Well, not really, but for me being that special they did...or at least it seemed like they did. so...guess what a woman does once she gets into the shop?...I believe I've developed obsession...I’m now …Shoe Fetishist…hmmm…or something like that anyway…so I went to the post office and …bought shoes…makes perfect sense, doesn’t it?...they were of course not on sale among the envelopes, stamps and packaging, they were on sale in another shop, which deviously just “happened to be on my way”…right…but I did need new shoes, I needed them for my dance classes coz, believe it or not, I’ve managed to wear out my old ones already! So…here I was standing in front of the window with the shoes that screamed at me: “pick me pick me”…I found it funny how now I tend to convert my shopping into food…these shoes were worthy my one week of food shopping…I’m also amused on how easy I’m now making my choices…like one week of food=one pair of shoes, fine, shoes it is then…easy as life…the hilarious zest to it: it didn’t end just there…for there are more then one shoe shop in this city (I truly have to make an official complain about it) so by the end of my lunch time I was facing two weeks of no-food-shopping…yep, I’ve bought one more pair of shoes…mind you, these were a different one at least. Not that I don’t have shoes to wear, I just have shoes I don’t want to wear anymore. Most of the shoes I had were flat-soles, comfy fits, “two feet in one shoe” width…this is not me anymore and while the shoes might not be as much as “giving a look”, it is certainly “giving a feel”…I want to feel differently…Does it justify my spending?