It's up now, though, which is good. We'll talk more tomorrow. Gossip with her is excellent. She was at work. I was doing dishes when she called back.
I've been going through my room (mostly the closet) and seeing what I still need. I very regretfully decided that those lovely mid-calf zippered boots are really cool, but not something I'll be wearing in the next few years, and taking up space in my shoe area besides. So I handed them over to votania, who will see if they can fit her. This takes me down to three pairs of sandals (one thrashed cheap pair, one comfortable pair, one semi-classy treehugger pair), two pairs of sneakers (one battered white canvas pair, one decent black heavy pair), two pairs of dress shoes (one black high heel, one navy flat), and some heavily battered rollerblades. (I really need to throw out those cheap sandals that aren't good for much anymore.)