Today I missed my sister Kris more than usual. I had to go shoe shopping and I HATE shopping for clothes or shoes. Mostly because nothing fits right and looks funny, my hair gets static electrified and sticks to everything and I get hot and cranky. Kris has the ability to make this dreaded task fun.
Kris, who's a wee bit plump, will try on pants and will pull them up as high as they can go to where the waistband is sitting under her bra and then put a shirt on that is too tight or too baggy or whatever and tuck it in or do whatever will give the funniest look. Then she will open the changing room door for me to "see if you like this one". I usually end up laughing so hard I get tears in my eyes and almost wet my pants. We don't always find the clothes we want but together we sure have a good time looking for and trying on clothes.
Today I was looking for black sandals. Most sandals come in brown. And most stores now are the type where the boxes of shoes are all stacked and you have to go through them to find the style, size and color you want. That wouldn't be so bad, except that the stacks are never in order and if you want to look in the box at the bottom of the 7 high stack, you have to move some of the other boxes first. All this while kneeling on the hard floor. With a bad knee. Most of the shoes are in size 9. Why? I don't know. I wear a size 7 or 7 1/2, but a 9 is just too big. Once in awhile I would find a size 7 but then it would be brown, or sienna or coffee or roast, but not black. I was getting hot and cranky and my knee hurt. But I did finally find a black pair of clogs that will look just fine....or not, I was tired of looking.
I needed something to go with the black pants I'm wearing tomorrow to my 2nd book signing. It's at Costco's and my publisher doesn't like us to wear jeans. I live in jeans. I wear jeans to church, to work, to everywhere.....except book signings. So because I always wear jeans I didn't have black shoes to go with black pants. Except for one pair with heels, but with my knee messed up I didn't want to wear them.
So enough complaining. It's 10pm and I'm finally washing the clothes I need for the book signing tomorrow. Don't you just hate it when you are so far behind the curve you feel like you will never catch up? That's how I feel today. Let's hope tomorrow goes much better!