When I left Taiwan, I had to get rid of a lot of my possessions. Not nearly as many as when I moved to Taiwan, but still, cuts had to be made. Among the things I abandoned were several pair of shoes, including my sexy black 40’s looking high heels. They were super cute but quite beat up. I thought it hardly worth the precious suitcase space to carry beat up old shoes with me to the middle of the ocean. The problem is, I didn’t have any nice looking black heels anymore that I could wear to respectable places, like a new job.
So this morning, I went to Ross in search of professional/hot black shoes. They’re a necessity. Trust me. I found a great pair for only $16, so they became mine. This opened up about half of the things in my closet to become work wear. The other half will be unlocked once I buy a white bra. Look, getting dressed as a giant in a hot Asian country isn’t always easy, people. I am not fully equipped for the real world.
I wore these hot sling back platform peep-toes to work today. I haven’t worn heels in months. It’s been all flip flops all the time for ages. My feet were not prepared for this. I could tell instantly that the muscles in my feet were not accustomed to walking in the shoes of a real woman. It’s time to get back in shape. I am not resigned to wearing sensible shoes just yet. My feet were killing me by the end of my very short shift, but I am determined to build up my high heel stamina.
I came home and made chunky chicken chili. It was delish and spicy, as always. I did not, however, make pumpkin scones today like I had hoped. I went to two different stores, and both had only pumpkin pie mix, not pumpkin puree. I felt like I was back in a foreign country again, running all over town trying to find ingredients. I’ll try Costco, and then Whole Foods, if I have to. If I can’t find it, I’ll probably cry. Am I asking too much of the world? All I need is a can of pumpkin. The universe is conspiring against me. Okay, that’s probably a bit dramatic. I just really want to eat pumpkin scones.