Yesterday was a liberating day when I finally decided to part with my Fat Babys. These poor boots had surgery by knife like 5 months ago because the leather just behind my heel was all jacked up. So after that I could get my foot in and out without any problem. Wahoo problem solved.
Then the cut out leather was not very soft on my feet, but I would wear them anyway because they are cute boots. Pain is beauty right? NOT I was over it by the end of my school day yesterday. I came home and without hesitation gave the boots a kick to the trash. I told Matt, "If I don't do it now I never will."
I love the feeling a get when I part with unneeded things by throwing them in the trash.