Must slow down.

That's what my feet said to me today. It's  been hard to admit when I need to take a break to catch my breath or pause to rest my back. But obviously, I'm going to have to listen to my body more. 

Today I shopped/walked around/ran errands for about 5 hours and now my feet are swollen. 

The following picture may not seem like a big deal to anyone who doesn't know me, but if you've ever seen my feet, you see my issue. My feet are ugly. My toes can pick up a mug and I could possibly tie my shoe with my toes. I'm pretty much a monkey. And my feet are as skinny as a toothpick. If I was a druggie, my needle spot would probably be my feet because I can see every single vein. A skeleton has more meat on the foot bone than I do. 

So when I took my sock off and saw this... I mentally kicked myself for walking around too much. 

Just FYI, the ankle is probably 2-3 larger than normal. True story-- I can't wear ankle bracelet things. I swear to you that they're too big for my chicken leg ankles. They fall down in my sock or shoe. People joke that a strong gust of wind could break my ankles. Thank baby Jesus I don't live in Tornado country. 

It's time to put up my feet and order DH to rub them. But before that, he needs to bring me a bowl of ice cream. That helps swollen tootsies, right?