Frank owns three pairs of work shoes: an everyday black pair, and everyday brown pair, and a dressier black pair that he can wear with suits.
His brown pair, oh they have seen better days. We can’t pin it down exactly but we are pretty sure he bought them at least five years ago, maybe six or seven. So we went to the mall yesterday to get him a pair of shoes. We went to DSW Shoe Warehouse. (I do love that store. I wear size 11 shoes, and it ain’t always easy to find shoes in that size. DSW and Nordstrom’s are the only places I have decent luck. Online, too, but online lacks the tactile satisfaction and instant gratification of bricks-and-mortar shoe shopping.)
We found a pair of brown Eccos. Really nice looking, Frank reported they were very comfortable. They were $120 and he scoffed. I explained to him some basic shoe logic — they are an investment of sorts – if wears them for three years, that is only $40 a year. This seemed to thwart his initial knee-jerk OMG reaction and he carried the box with him as he tried on other shoes.
Then I showed him the clearance section in the back, and his eyes lit up. Bargains! He was beside himself with glee. To his credit, he persevered through, and found a clearance pair of Bostonians, which he liked nearly as much as the Eccos, on clearance for $47.
He has seriously needed a new pair of brown shoes for a year. He could have gotten a new pair two years ago. I think he wore the old pair to work today, even though he brought the new ones home yesterday.
He criticizes me for having too many shoes, for having shoes I don’t need. I would argue he has a related affliction — he gets too attached to the shoes he already owns.
Arctic ice-cap melting faster than anyone predicted
This whole climate change really has me freaked out and sad and just feeling so impotent. So often it feels like the changes that could make any sort of difference are so expensive and lofty and I just don’t want it to all be so hard!
I came across an article that sums up pretty well the feelings. Basically, there’s a grief process that goes along with accepting climate change. I feel like I’m right in the middle of it.
But I’m trying, I really am. We bought reusable grocery bags for shopping, and we buy biodegradable pooper-scooper bags for cleaning up after Bailey, our golden retriever. Frank’s next car will nearly certainly be a hybrid, assuming we can put off buying a different car for him for at least a couple years and can find a good deal on a used one.
But reading that whole arctic ice-cap thing has me really bummed, especially because I love polar bears. Who wouldn’t love polar bears?!? They are fluffy and cute and they could rip your heart out with one swipe of a paw. They are magnificent.
As you may or may not be aware, polar bears need ice. Without the Arctic Ocean all frozen and stuff, their hunting territory shrinks. They cannot hunt. And they die.
So I am left to wonder — what can I do, TOMORROW, to help the polar bears? Something small, something fairly effortless, something tangible but without hardship? Let’s see. I know, I’ll lower my thermostat. It’s chilly in these parts, but surely I can survive with my house’s thermostat at 66 tomorrow instead of 68. If we get cold, we own sweaters. And I was thinking of going to the mall anyway, as it is the last day of Old Navy’s killer post-holiday 75% off clearance sale, so if we go, I will be sure to lower the thermostat all the way down to 60.
I know it’s small. I wish it could be bigger. But I am but one person and for tomorrow, this is my best.
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