Bad Shoe Day

So I'm blogging at work and not on my lunch (not good) but I had to take 5 minutes to just type this up.

I don't own a lot of shoes, and what I have are pretty basic and functional.

I have 2 pairs of black dress shoes for work, plus I just bought a pair of work-acceptable sandals for summertime. I recently bought a third pair of black pumps for work (because I've had the other 2 pairs for a couple of years now and they are wearing out), but I haven't broken them in yet. (I HATE breaking in shoes. I'm not like other people. I can't stand pain. It hurts me!)

Anyhoo, we had a shindig at our other building at lunch, and as I was walking back, I realized that my left shoe was causing me pain. A fair amount. It felt like a pebble in my shoe. (Or, more likely, kitty litter. One piece of litter can feel like a giant rock, and that's not even counting the cootie factor.)

Anyway, I got back and took off my shoe to shake out the pebble. Turns out the sole of my shoe is cracked along the ball of my foot (on the inside) and is pinching my foot with every step. Way to self-destruct, huh?