30DW2-2 - Day 20: The Other Shoe

It's been several years since I've bought new shoes. The last shoes I bought were a pair of golf shoes,  actually. I don't work anymore so I don't need dress shoes. The ones I have - a pair in black and a pair in brown - are gathering dust in the bottom of my closet.

I bought a pair of Champion running shoes in Panama several years back - really cheap - to add to my growing collection.

But I confess, when the nice weather's here I wear sandals when I'm going out and around the yard a pair of flip flops.

I have a pair of crocs, but Mrs D won't let me wear them. She hates them. But they're so comfortable even if they aren't fashionable. Sometimes I'll slip them on while she's at work and then take them off before she gets home. And she's none the wiser. Although, from time to time I do feel a little guilty having cheated on her.

I find my feet really haven't grown in the last 10 to 15 years so if my footwear is still presentable why should I get new shoes?

And besides I always have trouble buying new shoes. Once you've chosen the style you prefer and told the salesman your size you sit down and try a shoe on usually the right one. Hardly anyone tries the other show - the left one.

I do. I try them both on and walk around the shoe store.

And you know what often happens? Because so many people try the right shoe it's a bit loose. And because people hardly ever try the other shoe it's tight. I hate when that happens. Then I'll ask for another box of the same kind and size and try them on until I find a pair that fits just right.

At my age this is important because I've pretty much given up on shoes with laces. I haven't gone the velcro route just yet but slip-ons are more my speed. They're so simple to put on. First the right shoe. And then the other shoe. The last thing you want is for one shoe or the other to slip off.

So, when I do buy shoes I choose my footwear carefully, mindful of current trends. I mean I want to be instep with everyone else.

But I stick my tongue out at those that think I'm a dedicated follower of fashion.

I'm just looking for some comfortable shoes to give me a lift.

And I step sprightly because I don't want folks to think I'm a loafer.

I can be so fashionable that some people think I went to Oxford.

But I'm actually a bit of a cowboy and when I'm riding my horse people have been known to comment on my saddle shoes.

You know, you might say people take one look at my shoes and can tell I've got sole.

Ag! Let him end this. Please.

And eye let him stop.

Step on over to Nicky and Mike's place We Walk For Cheese and see how those other heels stomped all over today's prompt.