06 .01 .15 Dry Heels as Philosophical Truth?

I don’t know why, but sometimes it requires Herculean effort for me to complete the simplest of tasks.

It might take me 3 weeks to mail a letter. Even if I have stamps.

Sometimes days and days go by before I’ll pick up the dry cleaning. Even if I pass by twice a day.

All my good photos are in my phone, begging to be printed.

And yet—I can be highly productive and efficient. For example, by 7:45 a.m., I am out the door with my two girls; each has been fed, vitamins administered, lunch and snacks packed. I’m even wearing lip gloss. Also, we never run out of milk or coffee or diapers. In fact, I spend a fair amount of time running around trying to get the details of life done as seamlessly as possible.

No wonder I have dry feet. Really dry feet.

And as you probably know, dry feet don’t improve on their own. They require intervention: Buy foot cream. Apply daily. It’s not like it’s complicated.

And yet. I have had said dry feet for a really long time now. Because you can’t put lotion on your feet in the daytime. That’s a non-starter, right? So it must become a bedtime ritual. And at the moment, my bedtime ritual involves scrolling through Instagram then playing Ruzzle on my iPhone. Obviously, I can’t do either with greasy hands.

And then (cue violins) I saw THIS brilliant product in the drugstore:


Palmer’s Cocoa Butter Heel Repair is a neat stick that contains pure Cocoa Butter, vitamin E, Shea butter and peppermint oil. It smells divine and it WORKS.

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