I could have very easily justified buying myself a new pair of boots anytime in the last year, because I wear these nearly every day, but even though the soles were wearing through, they didn't leak and the flapping bits of rubber weren't getting in my way when I walked. And I've been trying to shrink my footprint, so to speak, by not buying things I don't need. Sadly, today's heavy wet snow was too much for them and I got wet socks when I walked the dogs up to meet Ella (she was coming over from her Dad's to help me ice/frost Michael's birthday cake).
This means that I should go boot shopping, stat. On the weekend after Thanksgiving, no less, which is my least favorite time of all to shop. I've never understood people who like getting up at 5am on Black Friday and storming the mall for cheap crap.
I much prefer sitting at home drinking coffee and breakfasting on fried turkey/mashed potato patties with a chocolate pie chaser.