How often these days can I sit back, reflect, and think “life is good”? Frequently. The funny thing is I mean it. My life is great. No, I am not famous (not that I want to be anyways). No, I’m not rich (not big into material stuff anyways). I have everything I need though.
Today was especially great. Yes, I’m not into material things all that much, but sometimes a shopping trip is fun. I can’t deny it. The Man took me to the mall today and let me go nuts. Literally, I could get what ever I want. I secretly suspect there was no set limit on today’s free for all because The Man knows I can’t stand wasting money. He knew I’d get a few new outfits maybe a pair of shoes and that’d be it. He was right. I love my new clothes!!! And my new sneakers are so freaking comfortable. I had to wear my work sneakers all the time because my $8 pair of “what are those” family dollar wannbe converse were pretty much so ripped they were talking.
I have a sneaker fetish. I love those sporty shoes. I especially love big, puffy boy high types. I love Air Jordans… like walking on a cloud. I also really like Osiris’s, but they are a little hard to come by in the South. I have really small feet so I can either get woman’s sneakers (bleh… so NOT me) or I can fit into boy’s sizes. Yup. I buy kids shoes.
I have to admit, The Man telling me today was only about me really felt nice deep inside. I kept trying to get clothes he needs too, but he said not today. He even carried every single bag around the mall. Chivalry is not dead ladies!
So today I’m a spoiled brat. It’s okay for just one day… right?