Monday Mimisms ~ Why I Left My Shoes On Top Of The Car

For the same reason I am still wearing a Santa hat in August.
The pencil skirt does not fall far from the sanitarium.


I don't believe in thinking outside the box.

I believe in making my own box.


And so it was on a happy-go-lucky day last week, I ran half-asleep (as usual) to my car with these things in tow: big bulky sweater thrown over my blouse for when I have to stand under the air-conditioning vent, briefcase, laptop case, large purse with laptop cord hanging out, makeup bag stuffed on top of laptop cord, thermos under my arm and coffee spilling on my pants, camera bag, an extra skirt flung over the briefcase to change into that evening and a pair of animal print black heeled pumps in my right hand dangling from a coffee-stained pinky finger.


And sunglasses on top of my head.




The shoes had to go somewhere!
I threw my belongings which is why everything I own of an electronic nature breaks before the warranty ink is signed into the backseat and trunk respectively, sashayed into the front seat, took the makeup bag out of my purse because I remembered I'd forgotten to mascara my left eye........and forgot that the lovely pumps were on top of the car.


Waiting.

To be worn.
At a later time that evening.

I wear a lot of hats.
I need a lot of shoes.

For different occasions. On the same day.
I know! How can I keep my life straight?!

But seriously. I could go out to my car right now and find probably three pairs of assorted shoes in crevices and crannies all over the backseat. New Balance tennis shoes for exercising, flat shoes for when my toes start to hurt and they need a siesta, heels to match dark skirts and heels to match neutral colored clothing.

I also keep a pair of slippers under the front seat for driving.
I can't change a tire but I can flat change a shoe at 55 mph.

You don't want to know about the shoes in my desk drawer.
I might go from teaching a class (flat shoes) to making a speech (dark heels) to meeting someone for dinner (ummm...that was the intended mission of the doomed animal prints) and power walking around the track (tennis shoes) all before I get back home in the evening! It's an organizational nightmare!
I need a Blackberry just for my wardrobe.

Everything would have been just fine had I not had a sudden desire to make hand shadows on the retaining wall that was right behind the car with my newly manicured nails.

It was calling to me.
I had to do it.

Do you see a rabbit?

But back to the shoes.

Poor things.

Luckily, I remembered them before I actually made it to the end of Bloggingham Drive and graced everyone with my one-handed monster claws driving expertise.
No laptops or animal prints were hurt in the making of this blog post and I made it to my dinner date on time. The shoes survived the trauma.

They're used to it. I can't say the same for the rabbit.

Tuesday update: **My answers to The Queen's Meme will appear later tonight. I need to take a much needed nap. See you later!"