Wednesday 29 July 2020

An Update No One Has Asked For

Hello Possums! I'm just popping in to bring you all some news about Paul. You might remember Paul as he's been with me from the beginning, and was also the subject of a 2019 update, but you haven't heard about him in 2020 (probably because I've barely written anything here this year!).

This may be a short post, because I'm here to tell you no news is good news when it comes to a bunion. Paul has been in remarkably good temper these days, barely ever causing me to whimper in pain. At first I thought it was because my body clearly has remarkable healing abilities, but then I realized my lack of foot discomfort is all due to the pandemic.

On March 16 my office got sent home to continue our work there for the foreseeable future, and so March 16 marks the last day that I spent any kind of significant time in shoes. Paul (and I assume all bunions) doesn't like the confines of footwear, and without that constant pressure on him, turns out he's not as much of an asshole (there's likely deeper symbolism there...).

Now I'm not working in my pjs (although no judgement if you are), I'm changing into "work clothes" (a loose criteria, admittedly) every morning, but putting shoes on never occurred to me. Then I read an article on social media (okay, I read the headline, who am I trying to impress?) that recommended wearing shoes during your work day, even at home, to, I don't know, boost productivity?  It could have been an article like this one, or maybe like this one, but whatever it was, it featured a photo like this:

BAHAHAHAHA!!! (The sound of Paul and me laughing)


Now I don't wear shoes like that under any circumstances, but the idea of anyone putting those on to GO NOWHERE is, scientifically speaking, bananas.

When the weather was cold, Paul and I mostly hung out in these through the day.

Basically foot sleeping bags

Now that it's quite a bit warmer, Paul is free range, and I spend most days barefoot. Even when I leave my house for a walk or an errand, it's usually in sandals that afford Paul maximum comfort. 

There may end up being a lot of difficult adjustments when work-from-home ends and we have to go back into our offices, but for me, forcing Paul back into shoes might just prove too much. I may be a foot nudist from here on out, or at least a year-round sandal wearer (I can rock a winter socks and sandals look like you wouldn't believe). There's a lot of chaos and anxiety swirling around right now, mixed in with rather a lot of uncertainty and fear, but Paul has never been better. Small victories, wherever we can find them.