Randomramblings

As I suspected - I am surrounded by men and a Googlebot. Lucky me. :)

Oh, getting picky now ;)

Perhaps you meant fit snugly? (No, I don't go around proof-reading blogs, but I do feel the urge to point out some of them. Considering that you mentioned spell-checking your posts, you may actually appreciate it.)

Btw., was this post an attempt to drive away the male readers as well? It's going to be lonely with just Googlebot. :-)

ccfly - it was getting lonely here. Just me and Bo (and Googlebot, though he's been rather quiet these days)... You can't blame a girl to use any means or ways to get it her way, now can you? ;)

Mitja - yes, I meant snugly. I corrected that and thanks for reminding me. My typing is curiously mistake-prone and to correct that I proof-read the posts and run a spell checker over them, but some mistakes slip past anyway. :)

This was certainly NOT a post meant to drive away the male readers! I offer you what even Freud would have been grateful for - a glimpse into a woman's mind and emotion. And free of charge! This blog is generosity itself... and benevolence and... to practice my English, but never mind the last part.

BTW: Welcome home, Mitja. Hope your flight was uneventful. Not that some Arabs with a bomb couldn't be amusing, but you might not be a fan...

"Would you be sitting in armed or unarmed" - Robin Williams

I ain't no lady, but do you want to know what I think?
I think your English is very good, and I also hope you may be more fortunate with them shoes in the future.

ccfly - :)

Bo - Even if it's good it can be improved. I'm going shoe hunting again today and I hope I find an appropriate pair at a reasonable price. I'm trying to be optimistic about it. :)

That's what I call thinking!

I have troubles buying shoes myself, if you want to know the truth. Ok, it's true that being a woman is a bit difficult now and then, but you don't want to hear how tough and unfair life is to men. Ah, them shoes ...

"but you don't want to hear how tough and unfair life is to men"

Ohhh...now don't start feeling sorry for yourself, Bo. (I was joking about the difficulties of being a woman.)

I've always had this sneaking suspicion that life in fact is a piece of fairy cake for girls!
But please, save this, convince me in the oposite.
Still, life remains hard for big boys.

Then you've never been a woman with blonde hair who was constantly considered "blonde"; all the judgements were based on the colour of her hair and even before she opened her mouth. Then you also weren't teased because you managed to keep your weight down and all your female colleagues gained some when the puberty kicked in.

Then there's the constant pressure on looking your best and keeping slim and happy at all times. And wearing the right jeans and the right brands and having your nails manicured...

Ok, I'm making up, because I don't normally put much effort into looking good. I want to look presentable, not like a model from Vogue. But being a female is at least as challenging as being a male, only from a different perspective. What I hear most is that women are mothers, the ones who dedicate their life to home and children an every attempt at having a successful career can (in some environments) be considered as an act of rebellion against the classical division of labour between the sexes and people do love their conservative views as far as this is concerned.

So, what is so difficult about being a man?

It's obvious the way I see it.

I've never seen a man truly happy, while I've seen many happy women. I guess every sane person would like to be truly happy, so men are never contented, for they haven't achieved true happiness yet; worse, they never will.

It's perhaps a bit early for me to give such ultimate claims, and perhaps my mind will change in time, but it seems impossible to me that it would change substantially.

Why is it that only women can flourish? Because you can be child bearers. With a child, you can really live for something, or someone. That's the top of Mount Life as I understand, with all egoism overcame. One could argue that men could on the other hand do the same thing by taking car for his woman's child, and his family. But this is not really the same thing. It's fulfillment alright, but to lesser extent. Man can't climb on the top of Mount Life.

That's the main reason as I see it. There are numerous examples which illustrates this, in general relates attitude towards work, doing sports and learning.

For example, why does a guy do science? Not to discover just anything new, he goes after the First prize. Does he even know the truth about the Truth? "Truth, ok, it exists, - but in every single thing it lies so deeply, - that it gets lost," says Menart.

Or let's take running: Does a guy truly care about all the running goodies, that running is good for mental work, a good sleep and digestion ... why does he run? I think his main goal is to perform good at the marathon, but that's just a single event, it's nothing compared to life.

Women do things differently. They just want to be a part of the system, help other souls, and overall be loved. Men hate to be a part of the system. Can all men be steppenwolves at their hearts?

Call me a pessimist, call me homosexual (although I guess I expressed myself as the anti one), but this is what I think. And if that is really so, you have to agree life is hard for big boys.

You're easily decieved by women and you're oversimplyfying with regard to both sexes.

I am doing both those things?
In regards to the later, I wanted to be abstract, so I expressed what I believe to be the limit. Limits are nice and illustrational, and they simplify relatively greatly.

You simplify too much. Life is not maths (at least not "simple" math), regardless of what you think. I don't think abstraction works well in describing real life situations; real life is one big exception.

Just look where abstraction led you - you're saying women are blissfully happy and men are miserable. There's obviously something wrong with such a simplification.

You are right, I was wrong to overreact to my impulses in such a way. You know what, I am sorry.
Mathematical claims are easily rejected as wrong by finding a counter example. I just found it today myself as I read that Andrej Ševčenko said he was a happy chap.
- Running up and down, kicking ball 8 hour a day ... Sorry! I can't resist myself.

Let us end this thread.

We've lost sight of the most important thing here: Did you ever find something decent to wear? I cannot even begin to tell you how many times slush and snow has ruined both perfectly good footwear AND a perfectly good footwear plan!

Thanks, Susan, for your comment and welcome!

I did find a few good pairs, but they were not heels. I usually shop for shoes by carefully examining everything in the shop windows (or catalogues) and when I see something I like, I have to try the shoe on. Often theirein lies the source of my problems, because very few shoes fit me well. Even the ones that do sometimes give me blisters.

There is no single brand that would work well for me, because every single model seems to be made slightly differently.

In the end I did not wear heels, but a pair of shoes I've had for quite some time. I (over-)compensated the loss with meticulously applied make-up and well-styled hair; so the lack of heels wasn't so dreadful. Still, I would have looked better with heels. :)
(Doesn't every woman?)