The shoes came in the mail on Thursday, the same day I had the procedure done which required anesthesia. The papers I signed CLEARLY STATED that I was in no way to make any decisions that day. Okay, no decisions, not a problem. Here comes the rub…I took the shoes out of the box and put them on Monkey and they were entirely too tight! Too short, too tight, NO WAY I could make her big old step-sister feet fit into these beautiful and delicate Paisley TOMS which were fit for a princess. Wait, she IS a princess.
Friday morning I called TOMS and asked if they would take them back without the tags, explaining the “all gone” and how the shoes were too small. The obliging young lady from TOMS asked me if I’d be willing to try allowing Monkey to wear the shoes in the house this weekend to allow them to stretch. Okay, I’ll try it…
She came in from outside play and I put them on her feet, this time, however, the Princess Slippers slipped right onto the pretty Monkey feet with no problem whatsoever! How could this be? Is it possible this is what they meant when they said to make NO DECISIONS? HMMM? Perhaps.
I felt like Alice in Wonderland on Thursday and the lesson to be learned is this, make no decisions even when you don’t FEEL like you’re under the effects of anesthesia! Just goes to show me that I need to take directions seriously, even when I don’t think there are serious consequences to the decisions I’m making. It would have saved me a trip down the rabbit hole!
That's hysterical!
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