There’s a pair of leather boots I’ve been lusting after for months now. They were $189, and that’s about $140 more than I try to spend on footwear. I don’t need boots. I rarely wear boots. But, damn, are they nice looking.
So, today, I was out running errands and popped into the store with the boots. No, I wasn’t going to visit the boots. I’m actually trying to find a nice new blouse in case I get called for an interview. But, there they were, right under a big 50% sale sign. Ah, but you know how this works. They’ll have a size 10 and a size 6 and that will be it, right? Nope. They had my size. In fact, it was the only pair they had left and they didn’t think they’d be getting any more in. So my dream boots were marked down to $79, they were in my size, and sitting in my wallet was a gift card for that store that I’d gotten as a birthday present in the amount of $40.
Sometimes the universe tries to tell you things. It’s in your best interest to listen. I love my new boots! (yes, I will post a picture, but I have to wait for my photographer to get home. I’m not doing so good taking a pic of them myself.)