can one person really be that stupid?

Apparently one can, and that one is me.

First let me say I hate wearing shoes, I always have, I always will. As soon as I can, my shoes and bra are the first things to go. I often have to track my shoes down; one because my bedroom is always a wreck and two, they are usually in the first place I have stopped when I come home.

Sometimes in the kitchen, sometimes by the couch, sometimes by my bed, and sometimes in the car.

Last night I had my ultra comfy slippers on. Running a quick errand which did not require me to publicly show my feet. I pull up, start walking into the garage and trip over that same piece of freaking plastic ..... again.

This time my middle toe, on the same foot. Again crashing into the garage door, again instant throbbing pain. This one hurts worse. I come inside, slam the garage door, put my stuff down, hobble back outside, pull that freaking plastic out of the ground and throw it across the yard.

My left foot. Completely in pain.

If that lady I heard about can hold her baby, drive a car, and change a diaper without arms, I can surely manage without toes.