February 5, 2010 - 5:45 am

If there is a gene for loving to polish shoes I got it from my dad.  (Hmmm…I wonder if any of my children got it from me?  I hope so!)  Although my dad was a mechanic and came home from work quite dirty, he was immaculate off the job.  His clothes and shoes always looked perfect.  I remember watching my him shine his shoes often.  I learned to shine shoes from him.  He never told me how to do it or how often, I learned by observing.  I really enjoy polishing shoes and for many years tried to make it a weekly project, usually on Saturday night.  I love seeing a row of freshly shined shoes.

Now, it doesn’t seem like Rick’s shoes need to be shined as often.  I woke up quite early today (3:30am) and after reading for awhile and folding a load of clothes I thought I’d shine shoes.  I love chores where I can see the fruits of my labors.  For example, unloading the dishwasher = lame (I can’t see what I’ve accomplished the dishes and hidden by cupboard doors), loading the dishwasher = fabulous (Clean kitchen) and shining shoes = fabulous (shiny clean shoes on everyone’s feet)!  Do you shine shoes?