S. Worthen | Weblog

I hadn't understood clogs before. My grandmother gave me a hand-me-down pair earlier this summer that she'd not used much and I've been using them to go outside just far enough to do laundry. Yesterday my feet were a little achy from my currently dominant pair and I needed to wear something different, so I tried the clogs for the day and they worked very nicely indeed. So know I understand why clogs can be nice shoes.

I'm still sick and, for the second time in a row, am skipping badminton because of it. I'll probably still make it to Latin (Bernard of Clairvaux) though - especially since I need to go out anyways to buy a mask. At least I feel comfortable with postponing my makeup work hours a least another day - I need the rest, after all.