Monday, February 25, 2008

Normalicy

When life gets out of alignment sometimes the little details fall aside. And so in turn, a simple little thing, like polishing your shoes before the big meeting, can be therapy.

Blogging about it is just weird though.

8 comments:

quilly said...

Yep.

I Dive At Night said...

That "Yep" regards the last line, no doubt.

J. D. said...

I admire your happy attitude in the face of those little set-backs...hugs from your gene pool.

Charline said...

At least it was a short blog. To long about shoes, now that would have been weird..

Diesel said...

So that's what they're calling it these days, eh?

I Dive At Night said...

Charline, I've learned from many of my female friends that conversations (speeches really) about shoes can last a LONG time. I would never do such a thing myself.

Diesel, they were going to call it WTPFG but someone came up with some cash at the last minute so we bought some vowels.

Minka said...

I remember when I was little that I just loved to polish shoes. I loved teh density of the cream and teh smell it created. How the scrubbing left shiny surfaces the sun would mirror itself in...I am thinking of getting new shoes that need polishing every now and then :)

I Dive At Night said...

Minka, buy some nice leather shoes and I'll happily polish them for you. Love your description of the process!