shoes, again

Can I talk about shoes a moment? I know I have been talking about shoes a lot, and frankly, I'm surprised that I even want to look at shoes after what I spent most of my two hours of service learning doing on Friday (basically: they put us in the children's boutique, which is where all the donated clothes and shoes are for the kids, and for lack of anything else to do, I started matching up the shoes and attaching the pairs together, and almost had a fit because there were like twenty pairs of the same shoe in different sizes), but I suspect I'm concentrating on shoes because I don't have the mental energy even to knit and I'm trying to wean myself off the solitaire. Everything else goes to school or Star Wars.

( cut for those who are like, Bedlam, enough with the shoes already )

And now...I am tired. I like shoes, but the factor of "will they work with my feet?" + "are they good quality?" + "will they work with my wardrobe?" + "how much am I willing to pay?" is exhausting. What's also exhausting is the fact that right now I'm wearing a skirt, and if I want to leave my apartment, I'm going to have to change into jeans, since I don't trust any of my shoes to stay on my feet. Also because I really need to buy a half-slip, which I can't freaking find, wtf, a point which is usually made moot by the fact that usually in New Orleans it's warm enough that bare legs are an option. Also, unrelatedly, I think I'm getting sick, which, balls.