hello, October's shoes
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Toronto, 2017.01.21
Mari realized that the shoes we ordered from the US back in October hadn't come; I called the shop, they'd had them for months. Unfortunately, they hadn't had our correct phone number, and had had my bought-and-paid-for shoes sitting on their shelf this whole time.
It's not easy, being middle aged and incessantly busy.
Bit of a good-news/bad-news rider on this one. The weather was nice enough, here in late January, that I could cycle over and pick up the shoes. The bad news is that my fishing buddy and I have agreed to forgo our ice fishing plans for the first half of the winter. 8(