To anyone who knows me, it will come as no surprise that I LOVE shoes. Like as in L-O-V-E shoes. My dad used to call me Imelda Marcos even before I had knowledge of the fact that the Philippines was a country and why it was so tragic that she had such an enormous show collection when her countrymen were dying of starvation.
The problem comes when I buy an amzingly fantastic pair of new shows, and I excitedly put them on first thing in the morning creating an amzing outfitbased around the shoes and then within an hour it happens.... the shoes start rubbing my heel, toe, or top of my foot raw. I don't know if my feet are shaped funny (no, I don't have bunions), but I have this problem often and it there is one thing I HATE, it is wearing shoes that are rubbing my feet funny. Such a disappointment! The thing is, that I love the idea of this particular pair of shoes so much that I keep trying and trying to make them work even though they ar clearly not a good fit. If there is anything that my extensive shoe collection has taught me over the years, it is that there is always going to be a new, exciting, and fabulous pair of shoes to purchase in the future. So why do I hold onto the idea of what could have been with the last one?
I find that this is also how I tend to live my life. I take on a person, job, etc because there is something that I am attracted to, that I like the idea of, that I feel like could be a good fit. Then after an hour (metaphorically of course, I always give them more than an hour), if they start giving me blisters, I have a hard time letting them go because I love the idea of what we could have been together instead of saying, "Hey this isn't a good fit for me. I need to go shopping for another pair." Two weeks ago I had a painful stripping week of several "pairs of uncomfortable shoes being taken out of the closet called my life" and although it was very painful to go through, I realized that I was more sad about the loss of the idea of where we could have traveled through life together to versus the loss of the reality of what was. I needed to shift my focus to relief that the blisters would stop and get excite about the space and limitless possibilities that this creates for future pairs that fit excellently!
So today is the last time you will see the pair of shoes that this morning I decided to try yet again. Off to the consignment shop they go and for now I will enjoy more space in my closet and my life! : )
