I had to re-organize my shoe section in my room. I seemed to forget about the nice ones stuck beneath the pile of boxes. In the morning, I will do the ultimate thing – pick the one easiest to reach (and match ofcourse 
). At 1 am in the morning, I was just doing that. Putting the right shoes in the right boxes. Choosing the essential six to store them in my carboot. Did I mention how I got the organizer/storage thingy neatly arranged at the back of my car? There’s only 6 of them, hence I can only rotate those who makes it to the car.
It dawned on me how I have waaaayyy too much shoes for my feet. Perhaps 50% of them are of Hush Puppies, 25% from Camper and the rest are just a mix of “they are just too cute to resist’ shoes. When I shipped all my belongings from the UK about 1.5 years ago, I had two huge boxes of shoes. Totaling up to 16 pairs of shoes. I should have taken a picture of my uncles’ expressions. Yup, I was the Imelda Marcos of the family.
Since then, I have just realized that I have at least doubled the numbers! 32 pairs in my room and…. 6 in the car.. plus another 3 at work. OMG, I should have made an inventory on my shoes. Tsk tsk tsk. So again, I am staring at the neatly arranged boxes at the shoe corner of my room. I am amazed, ashamed and speechless really. My mum said perhaps I need to pay Zakah on these collections of mine.
It is bad really. This weakness of mine. MUST.STOP.BUYING.SHOES. I went through them all, finding out if any of them has gone beyond its age. Thing is, I have difficulties of letting them go. The parting is just to hard to bear. Hahaha. Drama queen, as always. I guess they came down to the memories and sentimental values that they possessed. Like a haggard looking, brownish edged Camper I own. It has a rope-like detailing that has began to disintegrate. I don’t think I can mend them or throw them away. It was my first Camper 
And with this baby, I walked and ran through the corridors of Northampton General Hospital. My house officer survival kit, I’d like to think. They are still wearable albeit I have to be extra careful not to damage them further.
Similar to a striking red Office pumps. They were on a massive sale, costed me around 5 pounds. It wasn’t because they were a bargain that they are very dear to me. It was that weekend I spent with Hajar in Leicester. And we just had a blast that time. And I got the shoes before her. LOL.
All of them carries a significant meaning to me. They were never just an impulse buy. Honest! Until then I guess, I must stop buying or I need to convert my sister’s room next door as my walk-in shoe closet!
