When I tried on the gold ones my normal size was too big so I went a 1/2 size smaller, they also have a little bit higher heal than I have worn in along time and the strap around the ankle is a bit constraining, but who cares. They are cute I will get used to it. They give me a few inches of height and I need all I can get. I wore them to church and they were adorable and I did just fine.
Fast forward a few days.....
Of course if you have cute new shoes you need to wear them to work. I pulled up to work. Parked my car and was rushing to the bathroom (it is a long drive and I drank a lot of water that morning!), when BOOM!! I guess the parking lot figured it needed a hug. I jumped up quickly made it to the bathroom. While trying to keep my hand from bleeding all over the floor the back of my dress falls in the toilet.
Can this day get any worse??
I pull myself together. Found a bandaid and got to work. Lunch time rolls around. Well my lunch now consisted of smashed chips and a pancake looking sandwich. Luckily it still tasted the same. As I left work, I headed down the stairs, but missed the first step and down I tumbled. Of course someone was right behind me and witnessed the whole ordeal. I'm pretty sure I made the highlight reel of the security camera, not just once by twice for that day. Thankfully, other than my pride I was not seriously injured. Just some large scrapes, bruises and I'm a bit sore today. Do I blame the shoes? Maybe...Should I really have bought the shoes knowing they did not fit perfectly just because they were adorable and a super great price?
This got me thinking of how often do we try to "FIT IN" just because we are told that is what we should do? Even as adults we still face the "peer pressure". The pressure to attend parties, quit drinking soda, cook dinner every night, plan meals, coupon shop, dress nicely, participate in every activity and the list goes on and on!
For example a group of friends gets together quite often and they invite you to go. You really don't want to go, but feel the pressure to participate. Now you are faced with the decision of going and being miserable or dealing with the fact that you may not get invited again.
"Stop. Think. What do you really want to do here?