I went to Target today, and at one point found myself at the shoe polish shelf. I know, right? Who polishes shoes anymore? Well, I do. A side note: a friend of a friend takes her shoes each evening and cleans them before going to bed. And she polishes them, too, if needs be. I am not so highly-disciplined as that, but I do try to take decent care of shoes and boots, living in this "Country Mouse" atmosphere which includes lots of mud and scuffs.
I picked out my choice of polish (my choices were "Brown" and "Black".) And then my eyes trained on the upper shelves of this shoe care collection. Zounds! There are pads and soles and strips and little dots for every foot pain known. I can't recall a market for this in past decades. I can only surmise that A) The market for such has been clutched by greedy hands who are milking it for all it is worth, and B) If people would PLEASE stop buying cheap, ratty, plastic, Made-in-China/other pathetic factories, shoes that are AWFUL, then our feet would not hurt. Well-made shoes=no foot pain.
Now, I have a disclaimer for that last sentence. My Great Aunt Alpha pounded the streets of New York for decades (she worked at the Met Opera, but never learned to drive), in terrific Ferragamo shoes, which by her tenth decade had rendered her feet pretty misshapen and pain-filled. So, well-made shoes must always fit well and be kind to one's feet, too. I have to say, though, Auntie Alpha always looked fabulous. And never complained.
While in Target I also picked up The Martian DVD. We two have read it, it was fabulous, and I hope the movie does not disappoint. We are anticipating more single-digit weather (or below?) this weekend, and so that Spouse o' Mine suggested we hold it for this weekend. Boy, am I prepared for a snow day: I also bought six James Bond movies starring Sean O'Connery. Bring on the popcorn!
Today was upper 50s and I spent the afternoon out in the barn sanding down and staining an old door to put between our kitchen and living room. Now: must order beveled glass and acquire wood trim. I guess I should be taking photos, too. Hmmm...