Dressing in the Dark

Late Saturday night, after we got back from Reno, I was walking around the house when I looked down and realized that I had been wearing mismatched shoes (both black walking shoes, but different styles) since Friday when I got dressed in Fremont. There wasn't a lot I could do about it, though, having not bought anything else with me and only having slippers and work boots in Fernley. It's possible that this mismatch was why my right foot and ankle was hurting for much of the weekend.