After I got home from vacation, with my seven new pairs of shoes, I was curious to see how many shoes I had amassed in net total over my lifetime. So I got all my shoes out of my closet and laid them in pairs on the floor. They took up about a quarter of the floor space in my apartment. Ballet shoes, jazz shoes, snow boots, slippers, tennis shoes, high-heeled shoes, sandals, shoes I had never worn, shoes that were falling apart. I counted 49 pairs in all.
Then I picked out twelve of the ugliest and most worn out and least comfortable of the shoes and put them in a bag to donate to Goodwill. After all, who really needs more than 37 pairs of shoes, anyway? I mean seriously, people.