“It” meaning shit. I stepped in it. On my way to show a $2.4 million dollar house.
Within a one hour window, I showed a $2100/month rental in Bellaire and raced over to West University to show one of the nicest homes ever. With poop on my shoe. Thankfully I noticed it before I got there. But to make it worse, I was wearing espadrilles. Ladies, you know what I’m talking about. For the guys out there, it means these shoes are a total loss. You can’t wipe poop off an espadrille wedge heel. You just can’t.
I got home at 8:30 last night only to send over lease applications for our Bellaire rental and to put together a contract for the West U house. So I guess losing the shoes to a little poop is all ok. It’s ok IF we make it to the closing table. If not, David owes me some new kicks.
I was told once that stepping in dog poop brings good luck. I sure hope so. Have an awesome weekend!