My son wears through sneakers as if he were a marathon hiker. He’s not. While his job is all on his feet, it’s not through brambles or barbed wire, but you wouldn’t know it.
My husband’s shoes seem to give out with a scuffed and sad ease. A soft death.
My daughter has enough shoes that they rarely wear through, and I tend to make shoes last even though I wear the same pair each day.
Everybody has a different way of walking, standing, using a wheelchair, where they put their foot when they drive, how they sit on the bus – whatever. It all adds up to different patterns of stress.
Some of you are doing NaNoWriMo, and some of you are not. Everyone’s different, and all paths are valid.
If you aren’t participating this year, how are you coping with all the fuss?
If you are participating, I hope you have a bonus word first day and start tomorrow with a cushion of momentum!
Happy November 1st!