You may remember them from this post.
Today we said goodbye to these
horrendous lovely things. Mr. Smartypants, always the practical, undramatic type, uncerimoniously walked into the living room, dropping them in the floor, and said, "I'm gonna have to throw these out. They're done."
"Really??" My head snapped up from the computer screen my eyeballs had been glued to. "Are you serious?"
"Yup, they're shot."
"Can I do it??? PLEASE?"
With a chuckle and a nod from Mr. Smartypants as he disappeared up the stairs, I snatched up the shoes and ran outside to the trash container, but not before I grabbed my camera to document this monumental occasion.
I'll refrain from showing you the inside of the trash can....there are just some things that one shouldn't share.
I considered humming Taps or something equally respectful, but since I was paying my respects alone, I figured why bother. I threw the dueces (that's flashing a peace sign with my fingers as a sign of my exit for those of you not in "the know") and walked inside. Goodbye, Ugly Shoes, Goodbye.
Mr. Smartypants informed me that the lovely shoes had been in his possession for 12 years, that would be 6 before me. NO wonder they were so nasty.