I had a little extra time while the babies napped so I grabbed my camera, slipped on my shoes, and went out into the backyard to see what I could find. As I stepped onto the grass, I looked down to make sure I wasn't going to land in any dog poo. Now, I've heard of people ending up at work, school, etc. with two different shoes on and I have always laughed and thought, "What a dork! How is that even possible that you could be THAT out of it that you wouldn't notice you put on two different shoes AND made it out of the house????...Dork!.....Pshhh!"
Now I know because I could have easily been headed out the door to taxi kids to or from school, a friend's house, play rehearsal, or the 2012 Summer Oympics (because we'd have to walk....yeah, I know, and swim...but I have different shoes for that). I could have been racing to save a neighbor from a burning house, or to single handedly run off a rabid pack of alpacas, or on my bi-weekly Friday night date with Javier Bardem (yes, husband, I do amazing things after you fall asleep).
*Sigh* Alas, it is now apparent that the only place I should be going is to the town pharmacy to pick of my refill of dork pills.
Well, at least I would have been dressed appropriately.
