The Best Laid Plans

I fell asleep at 8 last night, so all of my elaborate plans were for naught.

Apparently I’ve gone up another shoe size. Now I’m 8 1/2. Because I’m so short and small-framed, you would think I’d be a size 6, right? Like most women my height and build? Nope.

By the time I’m 70, I’ll be a size 11…in a man’s shoe.

I complain about myself a lot. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t. It’s obnoxious. I have plenty of things to be happy for.

Time to go. Have a nice day!

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