In the Dailies

I’m not a shoe chick. I like shoes, but comfort reigns supreme with me. When I find something that I like that looks cute, I’m all over it, but that doesn’t happen often. This is why I’ve worn the same boots for about seven years. It may be longer. I honestly can’t remember when I bought these; I just know that it’s time to replace them.

After talking with Rick about it, I decided to bite the bullet and go shopping this week. (I’m also not a shopper. It’s just not my favorite thing to do.) A coupon determined which store.

I found some great boots quickly, but then spent at least twenty minutes arguing with myself over necessity and price. The first pair was $99. The second pair was $89. I NEVER spend that much money on shoes. NEVER! But they were so comfortable and deliciously cute — much cuter than my granny-ish Mary Janes.

I debated.

I picked them up and put them back down. Sure, the souls are detached from my current boots and the toes are all dented, but I can still wear them for an hour or two before my feet start to hurt.

The store had a buy one, get one half off sale, but even with that, I was hesitant to spend the money. Still too much.

But as I put my worn, uncomfortable shoes back on my feet, I glanced at the shelf again. They are really, really nice. Rick told me to get new shoes; he wants me to be happy. And my birthday is coming! It will probably be a few years before I buy shoes again, so that’s really only $20 a year – right? Right.

I headed to the counter, two boxes in hand and just a little guilt on my shoulder.

The grand total? $55 — for both pairs! I don’t know why or how. My coupon was only for $15 off. I may be terrible at math, but I know $150 minus $15 does not equal $55. I had the salesperson double-check the amount. She assured me it was correct, and I forced myself not to hug her. I did jump up and down quite a bit, but she didn’t seem to mind that too much. I was and am SO EXCITED!! God allowed me to get exactly the shoes I wanted and He saved me $145 in the process! How often does that happen? This is a first for me.

Who knows? Maybe someday this mama will love shopping.