Woman Freezes Up When Trying to Decide What Boots To Wear

Sally stood in front of the back hall racks where her various winter footwear stood patiently waiting.

“First day over 50 degrees in 3 months,” she said to her dog Pip who sat on the ground over near the register. “I don’t know what to wear.”

“Should I wear tennis shoes with a light grip so I can still walk on the ice, but the clear areas will be easier to walk? If I go that direction, I might have a tough time with the soft snow that is starting to melt in the sun.”

“How about my hiking boots, not the heavy ones but the lighter ones that still have that cool sole, but they aren’t so clunky as the big ones that look like you could use to walk on a glacier?”

Pip stared at her as she surveyed the racks for what seemed like half an hour. It was like this every year on the first warm weather day after a long winter.

“Come here, my old friend,” she said, pulling her L.L. Bean duck boots from a cubby hole, a pair she’s had since college. They were made by hand in Maine, with thick rubber on the bottom and leather uppers that were nicked from years of wear. The chain-tread bottoms were a little worn, but still looked good.

“These are the ones, Pip! Light and waterproof. I can just walk right through the puddles!”

Pip turned his head and looked out the window. Sunshine filled half the room, spilling into the kitchen.

“Finally we have a decision,” he thought.