wet feet rant

I'm sick and tired of wet feet. Really. I've put up with it for ages. But enough is enough.... really.
Admittedly, part of the problem may be that all my shoes seem to have given up any claim to protection. They're all sandals, practically. Apart from, possibly, my hiking shoes, which I am absolutely guilty of not looking after, causing mud to block the "bottom bit meets upper bit" parts, and thus offering water a sneaky way in. So, all my shoes are sandals. Sneakers turned flip flop, gone flitsh flatsh. Some of them take ages to dry, aswell. They're moisterising sandals, kind of. So wet and soggy that I'm constantly walking in puddles. Basically, if my feet were rich house owners they'd spend all day in the pool. Chewing on the occassional nibble-pebble. But now I've had enough, enough pooling around! I shall pray for sunshine. Or buy new shoes. I leave it to anyone's judgement, which strategy is the one most likely to succeed; in a city, where even statues have umbrellas.