I hate shoes. Flip flops are the bomb. Shoes not so much. I actually only hate them for the distress G puts me through as she is putting on her shoes. She can put them on and tie them but they touch her pinkie toe or they are too tight or her foot doesn't go into the soul far enough, you get the drift. She is in a size 12 but she claims they are too small. The size 13s all rub her on the back of the heels because they are way too big. She has a narrow foot which is why I thought the NB would be good shoes. Obviously I was wrong. Come back summer.
Actually today is PE and that is the only reason she is wearing tennis shoes today. It is going to be 90 degrees today and probably the rest of the week. So we have more flip flop weather than tennis shoe weather still.
Anyway, at breakfast G said, "Yea I only have 3 more months." I had no clue what she was talking about and she said, "January, when you get off this job." I haven't even started and she is ready for me not to work already, heh.
Anyway, I still have a sinus infection, needing meds to stop the drip causing coughs. Today I start the new job which I am not necessarily nervous about, but it is new. I just hope to contain the coughs for the day or week or whatev. I barely slept due to the reactive airway and all. Literally, not sure what to take. I am heading to the pharmacy to find something before I go to work.