It doesn’t look like rain out there.
We wait. While we follow the latest projected paths of the storm, we keep life normal. I look up shoe stores. Hours, locations, and contents. Not one has any Bjorn. My old, much worn out feet like Bjorn. I actually wear out all my Bjorn’s, and this would be an expensive proposition if I didn’t buy them at discount shoe stores. The Great Geezer doesn’t consider Nordies Rack a discount store while I do.
I wore out my red sandals and now wear an off brand. When I remember I own them. My black sandals are on their last legs, and I see nothing online to replace them. The Great Geezer, now with the dramatically shorn head and beard so he will never go back to that barber again, loves to shop. I have three stores near the house that he will shop in….Marshalls has a good shoe department as do Nordies Rack and DSW.
The cake is made, the clothes laid out for tonight, so why not go shopping while we wait for the rain. Often it's the small things in life that staple the big things together.