Shoe Shut Down
Betty Darling, a friend of mine, introduced me to Chinese slippers several years ago and, for the adoration of all things shoed, I think they’re divine. I ordered a pair of them from Pandamerica and did a bit of research on their history. I discovered these slippers were originally designed for women to wear during the short but graceful prance from the bedroom to the washroom. In my opinion, my slippers’ almost magical red-dragon colour marinated with a gold leaf design was far too dreamy to be showcased only by a small jaunt. Ridiculous, non? Last week, I found out ‘not so much’.
Communication Breakdowns are disturbingly easy for me. While I tend to exhibit a loyalty to most people, I don’t fully trust many and usually walk out when discussions turn South. (Rest assured, dear Readers, there are several kiddies I believe in and wouldn’t consider walking away from during a misunderstanding.) Sooo, when my Boy & I cooked up a Communication Breakdown, last week, my first reaction was to walk out although it was just a short jaunt from the hallway to his studio to solve the problem. I made it as far as exiting the front door and then turned around, realizing that if I truly trusted my Boy (as the commitaphobe claims she does) than I could pony up the walk back to him.
Attempting to look at all sides of a situation is something I am forever practising and I become yawny-yawnerson when guided solely by my own opinions. I’ve also managed to create a game (Sara keeps changing the rules though, cheater) out of objectivity regarding friendships, relationships, speaking with my Cat, and social situations. Having written that, if I can be objective about my Boy’s situation and he can about my situation then it honestly should be a short communicative walk, right? Well, he could, and I did, and it was all better after walking/prancing about. (Speaking of which, Chinese slippers are way good for prancing around in.)
Here’s the skinny, and bust out some Carrs crackers to accompany your cheese, sometimes less is more. I now believe communication proves to be a major key in relationships (parenting, friending, cooking, swimming out too far, etc.) Maybe Chinese slippers shouldn’t be worn farther than the distance from the bedroom to the washroom, but be grateful for making the effort in dolling up the walk. They’re simple shoes with a steady purpose, just as talking things over before breakdowns head South (then ya gotta switch to flip-flops and the entire situation just becomes a foot ache).