You’d think I would learn my lesson by now…
I tend to do really dumb things, really often. I always defend myself by saying that I thought it through but in reality, it seems like I wasn’t even thinking. Case in point: today. This is kind of embarassing but I’m going to post this because maybe it’ll teach me a lesson… although you would think I would have learned it already.
Remember how I said I bought some fabulous heels on Saturday, the most comfortable heels I’ve ever found (made even more impressive by the fact that they have 4 inch heels)? Well I became slightly obsessed over them. See, having them in white is nice and all but how often do I really wear white heels? Black goes with so much more and, well, if I have just found heels that I can actually wear on a regular basis… how can I pass that by?!
I went online to see if I could find the black heels anywhere locally, but no luck according to the macys.com “find it in the store” button. Now they DID have them online but they weren’t on sale, so they were going to be a good $45 more expensive, when you factor in shipping and all that. But I HAD to have them and I didn’t stop to think… I ordered them Sunday night.
So then today I went to a different Macy’s, for a random reason and stopped by to look at the shoes. I was told they DO have the black heels here in town, at the Galleria. I called, confirmed and placed them on hold… and then drove like a madwoman to the Galleria to get them, realizing that if I buy them locally, I will save myself that $45. I tried to call Macy’s online to cancel my order… but it was too late. They had shipped this morning.
The good news is that I can return the order to the store, no problem, and get my money back. Well most of it. The bad news is that I’m out $14 for shipping, and I’m kicking myself because if I would have had some patience or maybe just common sense (and called around instead of trusting the website), I wouldn’t have this happen to me.
Meanwhile, running around the Galleria for 45 minutes (after a good 30 minutes walking around at the other mall) made me realize that, no matter how comfortable these heels are… heels are never going to be all that comfortable. Suffice it to say, I hurt. But to heck with that, I’m gonna push through the pain and wear these shoes until my feet get used to them – I am determined to wear heels. Especially after what these ones put me through.
Sheesh, you’d never see a post like this on a men’s blog. They don’t suffer like we do. Or I do.
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