I’ve graduated to the realm of master commuter. In the past few weeks, while shopping Macy’s sales, I’ve purchased new dress shoes. Both brown and black pairs.
It wasn’t really time for the new shoes. The existing brown and black dress shoes just need a polish, and they’ll be good for a little while longer. But these newly acquired foot fashions are not just for everyday wear -- they’re for the office.
Now, under my desk, I have a little shoe farm, where these new dress shoes live.
So in addition to a cabinet of mid-afternoon snacks, cans of soup, protein bars, decaffeinated green tea, and bags of beef jerky, I now have a supply of shoes that I put on once I get to the office.
Now I’m walking to and from work (almost four miles every day) in tennis shoes, rather than dress shoes. Which has been nice in this icy weather to have treads, rather than leather, on my souls.
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