My feet are killing me! I spent the day helping a friend out at his restaurant and now my feet are hurting so bad. Really really bad. I love to help him, but they have hard tile floors and after several hours on those hard tile floors on my feet, my feet and legs are so sore. I think there has to be a better way to help then standing on my feet all day, but there really isn't and it is so cold there that I have to wear either extra socks with shoes I can fit them in or winter boots and neither one of those have great soles. When I was a young unmarried and right out of high school I used to waitress. I was good at it, I made a lot of money at it. A lot! I worked in Mystic. Tourist trap Mystic, Connecticut. First at a breakfast place, then I did a dinner place, then a bar. Then I bar tended at the bar. And I wore sensible waitress shoes. Now I don't have those kinds of sensible shoes. And my feet are paying for it. But since I am not really working at this restaurant, Dan and I are really just helping out a friend who is getting his business off the ground, I can't complain. But my feet are. Tomorrow I think I will soak in the tub and let my feet have a good rest! Tonight I have them propped up on the ottoman and I am gonna read some blogs!!!
Have a great day!