The Cobbler

Two winters ago, my mother-in-law bought me a fantastic pair of winter boots. Two weeks ago, I wore those boots to contend with weather. My feet were getting wet and I couldn't understand why. At first, I believed that snow was getting in through the tops, by my ankles. We had some pretty deep snow. But two days later, I figured out that the soles were worn out and water was getting in through the bottoms of my boots. 

Two days ago, I dropped the boots off for repair at a new cobbler. And today, I discovered that he's a great cobbler. He replaced the soles, cleaned them off and now it's like I have a new pair.  He did such a good job, I dropped off another pair that I picked up at DSW last year. Those are much cheaper quality than my snow boots but I really, really like them.

They are falling apart at the seams. He said he could fix them no problem. I'll let you know what happens when I pick them up in two days.