Daddy needs a new pair of shoes

My shoes are falling apart.

No great surprise there. I tend to wear them until they do this. Nobody has ever accused me of being Imelda Marcos.

My question (to myself) is, “Why do I let this happen?” “Why do I only wear one pair of shoes until holes develop in their soles so that rain, sand and other various things start creeping into them?”

Easy– I’m poor. Or I’m cheap. Or both.

I wonder how much the lottery is up to this week.