I like boots. Higher heels are pretty much not an option for me, so I tend toward the less formal styles. I don't know how I wound up on the Sundance mailing list, but they carry stuff I rilly rilly like, at prices I rilly rilly don't want to pay, including lots of cool boots, like these, or more particularly, these. Coveted a pair of harness boots, I did I did, but not for $$$$$$.

So I checked eBay, and found a few possibles. Thought about making a bid on a pair of almost-but-not-quite, then held back and plugged "harness boots" into Google. Found these. Loved the details. Liked the price. Took a chance.

They arrived today, and it's Boot Love. The leather is soft, especially the shaft, and there's just enough hardware. The toe box is roomy, and there's a decent amount of support. The only drawback is that the heel is a little wide/slippy, but tightening the back buckle helped a lot, and the insertion of some heel thingies will take up the rest of the slack. There's room for some insoles, which I usually need.

Happy. Have perfect jeans boots. Happy happy.

Much to do, and none of it done. If I'd been even partways industrious, I could have finished collating receipts for the accountant this evening and spent the weekend checking things at a leisurely pace in between writing and cookie baking and maybe bathroom cleaning. But no, instead the evening was spent diddlebricking around, touring my town via Google Maps. And so a little more hectic was added to the weekend.

I waste too much time. On my deathbed will I plead, 'please give me back the time I spent on Google Maps!' And just at the edge of my hearing, the Cosmic Phfft! will sound.

The way I get in the way of my own life. You can't beat it with a stick. Then of course, I have to blog about it.