beware of the trick carpet square.

while i'm far from the most fashion-forward person in the world, every now and then i throw all caution to the wind and wear something that i know is ridiculous and doesn't match my outfit.  i've been known to do this since i was very young and often rocked the bright orange umbro shorts, multi-colored inside-out socks, and samba soccer shoes.  what can i say?  old habits die hard.

despite the understated navy dress and white cardigan that i picked out the previous night, when i woke up this morning it was very clear to me that today was a day that called for throwing the fashion rule book out the window and going with my gut.  what did that mean?  it obviously meant that today was pink shoe day.  i was exhausted after a week away from town (funny how a week off makes you more tired) and i just knew i needed something that made me smile every time i looked at it.  the pink shoes were practically glowing from their box, essentially begging me to take them to work.  so i did.  after all, what could possibly go wrong on pink shoe day?

warning: shoes may result in falling and embarrassment.

it turns out that despite pink shoe day being overwhelmingly awesome (because let's be honest...how could it not be?), pink shoe day does not protect you from trick carpet square day.  it's a shame those two days fell on the same 24 hour period this week.

here's where pink shoe day took a wrong turn:  i was waltzing across the library with a stack of new books and thinking about how i could squeeze more books into the display area (which was full full full -- come to the library and check out some new books people!).  my waltzing was unceremoniously interrupted by my body lunging forward in what i can only assume was its failed attempt to counteract the twisting of my ankle as the trick carpet square jumped up from the floor and grabbed at my pink shoe. oh the humanity!  so many things to worry about in the world.  a girl should never have to worry about trick carpet square day. 

[side note: as one who is prone to stumbling, i'm quite skilled in not dropping library books when my balance is contested. today was no different. only a true librarian would sacrifice ankles to save books.] 

darn you trick carpet square in front of the circulation desk.  why why why must you be so inconspicuous and yet so dangerous for ankles and pink shoes everywhere?  and why why why must you be located in front of a place where there are always, always people watching and waiting for innocent pink shoes to get slaughtered by your trickery?

oh pink shoe day.  i had such high hopes for you, but i underestimated the power of trick carpet square day.  next time i'll wear my moon shoes so i can make sure to successfully clear the carpet-square-hurdle that stands between the children's display shelves and the recently returned books.

in the mean time i'll lick my wounds and blog about my clumsiness as a form of therapy.  oh clumsy life.  you never disappoint me.