These shoes are in the dump now. The crocs were worn through to the ground; the hiking shoes were falling apart at the seams. I had walked many miles in those shoes.
The hiking shoes were the ones I wore all over the side of Mt. Rainier the summer I met Ryan, but they were too big to fit in a scrapbook. Plus, I can’t get into scrapbooking because all of our other hobbies are already taking up too much space. We put a moratorium on new hobbies– at least 3D ones.
Speaking of space, the reason I was getting rid of shoes (and other stuff) is that we were looking for a house. I was purging as a promise– if we are blessed with more space, I promise not to fill it all up with junk.
We found a big old house with lots of character in our price range. How is that possible? Well, we have to fix the walls, the ceilings, the bathrooms, the kitchen, the garage door, and the wiring. Is learning to rewire a house considered a three-dimensional hobby? We’ll probably have to buy some new tools, which will take up space. It’s a good thing I got rid of two pairs of shoes.