Day 40 - February 10, 2009

My feet hurt. ALL.THE.TIME. Especially in the morning. But only since I've had kids. The moment I open my eyes, I just have a burning desire for SOMEONE, ANYONE to rub the ache out of them. In the shower, I clean and scrub way more than humanly necessary because it just diminishes the pain so well. Then I get out of the shower and put heels on, almost daily. I hate heels. I joke that the only thing different for me on Friday workdays are the fact that I'm usually wearing comfortable shoes. But apparently, I didn't always feel that way. You'll notice the heels in the photo, circa 1985 or so. I put those suckers on willingly, along with that killin' 1960s dress and pushed that baby buggy all the way up to my Grandma's house on gravel roads.

You know that whole business about "With Age comes Wisdom"? Yep. Total believer. Because with 20+ years under my belt since this photo was taken, I can promise you, I would never make the decision to do that now. Never. Ever. Not even for money. :)