Remember that nasty rumor someone started on my blog the other day, the one about me breaking my toe? Well, turns out it’s true. I went to the doc yesterday, they took x-rays and confirmed that the snap I heard when I stubbed my bare foot last week was indeed a break (fourth toe, left foot.)
So I went digging in my closet and found the boot the ortho gave me the last time I broke a toe. Of course everyone has once again started the old argument with me…why on earth don’t you just wear shoes? (You know, when I was a teen and he was teaching me to drive, my Dad told me it was illegal to drive barefoot. I actually asked the driving instructor guy and found out it was all an evil plot to make me wear shoes while driving. I am so about rebelling against the establishment.)
Anywho, yes Dad, Mom, dh, dc, Dr. B, x-ray guy, Dr. B’s nurse, and Wal-Mart Greeter, I should just wear shoes (even in the house which is so evil to think about I sometimes pass out.) And yes, something that is not open toed (how am I supposed to live without flip flops? How?) I looked at some “crocks” and just regular old house shoes or cheap slip ons (I can’t stand feeling strapped into my shoes all day, they have to slide off easily) and then I saw these…
And then I tried one on. And angels sang. And all was right with the world of my feet.
On a side note, thank you Modest Mama for the kind comment about my feet. I think I love you. :)