I Love Shoes

 

I really love shoes.  I’ve had this fascination with them since childhood.  Earlier this fall I decided that I wanted to get rid of all of my shoes and get new ones.  I can’t afford to buy all new shoes so I just god rid of some of them and gave them to the disabled veterans store.  Despite being underemployed, paying off student loan debt, in need of a new car I’ve bought four new pairs so far.  It’s a sickness I tell you.  At least I’m more stylish than crack addicts and most alcoholics.  I also have a pair of Michael Kors rain boots in the trunk of my car.

The way I see it, I’m not buying no damn house.  I could save my money but I don’t make enough to make it amount to anything quick enough.  If I scrimped and saved I could probably have a few extra thousand saved up by the end of the year.   But one good car repair could eat that up.  To hell with it.  Buy the shoes.  My hope is that I will eventually make significantly more money.  Because the whole saving thing doesn’t really work that well for me.  I’m unsure of how realistic this is in a country where people think a $15 wage is an exorbitant wage.

I honestly try to save and I think it’s important.  I’ve been successful at saving in the past.  But even then every time I got a good $6,000 in the bank I took an awesome vacation somewhere.  And there’s only so much a single woman can do with a $13 per hour job and $34,000 in student loan debt.  I’m forty years old and I’m kind of at a point in my life when I think I should say to hell with it buy the shoes.  My life is half over.  I think the world is slowly coming to an end.  Why not?

Every time I feel like I’m gaining ground financially something stupid happens.  My car dies and I need to pay for a new battery  It dies again and  now I need to pay for a tow truck.  An insurance claim is denied and I have to pay for a dental appointment.  To hell with it buy the shoes.  And call up a friend and go out for cocktails.  But that’s just me.  I’m no Suze Orman.

 

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