Now the home crew is another story. You may remember the January story of our blind dog "Baby".
Baby gets around the house and yard just fine. In fact there are times when I think maybe she can see a bit, but then she runs into a wall if things get hectic and I know to help steer her around the obstacles in our always crazy household. But Baby has found my shoes. For those of you that know me, you understand that my shoe wardrobe mostly consists of flip-flops. I try to remember to put them up on a table or counter when they aren't on my feet, but I inevitably forget and am rewarded with another mismatch pair. I've decided that one of my summer projects will be to make altered flip-flops so I disguise the damages and make use of my shambled footwear.
While packing for Texas I found that many of my pairs only had a right or left still in decent shape, so I had to make a quick run into a mall in Plano to get yet another pair. We made the trip to Texas, shopped antiques for 2 days and returned home at 2AM on day 3. With going on 3 hours sleep 2 nights in a row I was tired and yes once again I forgot to put up the flip-flops.
Need I say more???