Spring/Mourning my Boots

Goodness, it’s been a while since I last posted. I think I’ve been enjoying myself too much. The weather has become amazing. Last week I remember looking at the temperature and seeing 1C and 2C (33F-35F) and thinking, “Ah, how warm it is!.” In comparison to -8C or 17C, above freezing feels AMAZING. If last week was heaven, though, than this week I have surely come to occupy nirvana. For the last two days it’s been sunny and 16C/60F. Today I bought sunglasses and thin cotton socks, and have began to fantasize about spring dresses and skirts. The atmosphere in Ljubljana is amazing. Everybody radiates happiness. The whole city is outside, strolling or sitting outside in the sunshine at the cafes along the river. The ice cream shops are mobbed. I think we’re all celebrating survival and sunshine. Yes, there is hope! Life will go on!

However, I have actively began to worry about shoes. As I wandered around H&M trying to find their selection of cheap sunglasses, I couldn’t help but glance down in the mirror. My beloved brown leather boots look more than little worse for the wear. I’ve worn these boots almost every day since I bought them about two and a half years ago. How cute were they with both skirts and pants, and comfortable! So comfortable, with good bit of chunky heal to add a boost to my meager 5’2.

The winter has not been kind to them. After shoving my feet with thick wool socks into them for the last several months, they are warped and much bigger than they were in September.  Consistent wading through snow and slush had not helped aesthetically, either. More to the point, I simply can’t wander around in them in my bare feet or with thin cotton socks like I used to- my feet are swimming in all the extra space. They need thick wool socks. Booohoooooo. Now I won’t be able to wear my beloved boots again until next winter! Arrrg. Arrg and lots of tears.

Now I have to worry about buying new shoes. I feel like it’s going to be a challenge, because all I really want are carbon copies of my boots…Something extremely comfortable, good with pants and skirts, and European worthy, i.e. not flip flops. I love flip flops. Europeans don’t do flip flops. Arrg again.

Still, if this is the biggest complaint in my life right now, (it’s not- what in the world will I do after Fulbright!? is,) then things are going pretty great. I love my classes. I love the weather. We’re having homemade lasagna tonight. Can’t ask for more than that, eh?