We found a home for them today...
i wasn't prepared for how sad i would feel.
i've known all along that we weren't going to keep them...but still,
they grew on me and i loved them so much...
and i just want to know:
when am i going to stop being that
12 year old who wants to take in
every stray on the planet?
i am so heartbroken right now, it's ridiculous.
i think i need to shop.
maybe for new boots.
and i really like these.
but i don't know which color i'd get (i'm thinking the creamy-tan)...and i also love these:
and fortunately, they just come in one color so i don't have to be plagued with the ins and outs of footwear decision-making in my time of great sorrow and distress.
but i'm probably not going to buy either of them due to the fact that i'm working tirelessly to fund raise for orphaned and vulnerable children half a world away and i can't really justify (or stomach) the purchase of $200 boots when i know what $200 can do in Zambia...but they sure are nice to look at. anyone wanna hit some local thrift stores then go out for cheesecake with a sad girl?
i'm taking a hot bath,
having another good cry
- or 3 -
and snuggling with my boys
for the rest of the night.
that oughta do it.