Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Shoes Rack

By Kelly Brown -Got shoes? I do. I have additional shoes than I have to have, several extra, and my husband normally reminds me of this just about every single day. I don't know where to place my shoes, and quite usually, an individual trips over them in the middle on the evening. It isn't that I am lazy; it's just that there are actually so many of them. Perhaps they've began a union and have decided to take more than the household.

I do not even remember buying some of them, so possibly they are bringing outside assistance. I have a sneaking suspicion that they're organized, and ready to attack. They situate themselves so that an individual gets hurt. I've even tried to work with a shoe rack to help keep them in examine, but even that does not appear to operate.

The initial shoe rack I had was a rather brief set of shelves. It said shoe rack on the box, so I bought it. I was tired of hearing the complaints from my husband, and he wasn't buying my mutiny story. I dutifully put a few of my shoes on the rack, and put other people that I do not put on quite generally in the closet.

By the finish on the week, the shoes had been scattered about the residence once more and only one particular pair was left on the shoe rack, and they weren't even my shoes. This convinced me further that there were outside forces at work right here. It's not me, I put them away, I swear it!

The shoe rack soon became a location for toys, so I had to go get but another. This one hung from the back of my closet door. That must have worked, as the shoes were all confined to the closet. What I failed to comprehend was that the pair of shoes I left by the door had other plans. Maybe they let the other shoes out, I don't know, but they all managed to escape the shoe rack. My husband said if I blame it on the shoes one extra time, he's going to commit me.

I soon learned to live with my messy shoe habits. I know that the shoes are not definitely conspiring against me, and I know it's me that leaves them lying around, but do you think I am going to admit it to him? Till he cleans up his act, I can do what I please.

The shoe rack inside the closet nevertheless holds two pairs of shoes, but they're shoes I never ever wear. The rest with the pockets are now filled with scrapbook supplies. At the least it is actually good for one thing.

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