I’m glad to report that Vance did indeed apologize. He actually came in the room and said he was sorry within 5 minutes of me closing this laptop. I don’t know if he actually admits to being wrong, but that’s fine. He’s taken the high road. Clearly this shows that he at least cares about how I feel. Just pretending to be sorry for the sake of moving on is good enough for me.
So today, I decided enough is enough: It is getting progressively harder and harder for me to bend down and tie my shoes, so I decided I would buy some slip-ons. When I was pregnant with Deven, I made this decision early in the second trimester before things got uncomfortable, and of course, it never really became as hard as it is now to move around.
At first I thought I would try Plato’s Closet, but they had such a crappy selection of shiny, dressy-type slip ons. I just needed something practical that wasn’t too ugly, that’s all. I ended up going to Target and ended paying way more than I wanted for 2 pairs of shoes. I found a pair of basic ballet flats, and a really weird backless, slip-on, sneaker type shoe that is insanely comfortable. (Naturally, they aren’t currently on Target’s website, so I can’t show you just how awesome these shoes are. You’ll just have to use your imagination.) It’s totally something a grandma would wear with her matching black track suit, but good God, I don’t even have to sit down or really even move to get my shoes on. I can ease them in through the back. They are not the most attractive shoes on the planet, but they sure are PRACTICAL.
I love a cute pair of shoes, but when you are pregnant and battling sciatica, nothing beats PRACTICAL.
I also found a cute pair of bicycle earrings. Yes, they are bicycles. I miss being able to ride my bike The weather right now is PERFECT for bike rides, but I am afraid what would happen to my ass if I attempted to ride it at this stage of pregnancy. Of course, by the time I am able to ride again, it will be too damn hot. DAMN YOU TEXAS!!!
Tonight I played instore at work. I vastly prefer working inside the restaurant to anything. I may have underestimated the effects of staying on my feet that long, though. I am exhausted. I have my gestational diabetes test first thing in the morning! I hope I pass. If I have to take the 3 hour test, I might just move out of the country.