So, my family thinks I have an addiction problem, and are staging an intervention. My "supposed" addiction: Shoes. Just because I have like, 288 pairs in the garage sale...well that's an exaggeration, it's only 131. Between Elliot, Brookelyn, and I. In my defense, I have a hard time buying shoes I can wear without getting blisters because I have very high arches. My sister claims that if I wasn't so worries about fashion, I wouldn't have blisters. I vowed never to do the "frumpy mom" thing, because it's not my thing, and I won't. Oh, and most of those shoes were purchesed by Grandma's and the ones that weren't were mostly bought second hand....and it's 5 & 6 years worth. I made a whopping 25 bucks today....I think that equals out to about 3 cents/hour. I think I sold only 2 outfits out of 688....if they don't sell there I'll be selling them in lots on craigslist.