One day last winter (not the one that just ended yesterday, but the one from a year ago), my friend Stephanie and I went ice skating. It was an indoor rink at one of the shopping malls in Houston, and we were both quite excited for the ice skating. In a packed parking lot that seemed like it would never give us a place to park, we somehow landed a magical spot right by he entrance to the ice skating rink… and we hadn’t even known that that was where the rink even was within the mall.
So, we got our rental skates, left everything but our shoes in the car, and headed out into the ice. After an amazing time being scared and silly, gliding around on the ice, we returned our skates. However, upon doing so, we discovered that the skates had clearly not been very clean, as our socks smelled of something awful!
There was no way I was going to put those wretched socks in my shoes, but my feet smelled horrible now, too. So, what do we do? A Hannah plan.
We noticed a Target next door to the skating rink when we were coming in. So, in our socks, we ran across the cold parking lot to the Target. We bought a pack of socks to share, and found our way – this time indoors – back to the skating rink with its bathrooms.
We washed our feet in the sinks, one foot at a time, and carefully dried each one, before donning a new sock and putting on our own clean shoes. The floors in the bathroom weren’t so great, seeing as they were designed for people to use while still in wet ice skates, so this was a very special balancing act. Stephanie in particular struggled just to get her foot up in the sink. I’m not sure, but we might have been laughing the entire time, making it that much harder to balance.
Eventually, we had clean feet in clean new socks, inside our own (clean) shoes, and we put the dirty socks in the Target bag in Stephanie’s trunk, tied tight. I forget how she had worded it exactly, but Stephanie had said something to the effect of, ‘Hannah has the most insane ideas, and she makes me laugh.’ I definitely agreed with her, but couldn’t help but feel these sorts of things were somehow a normalcy for me. 😛