Walking a Mile in Someone Else's Shoes

Tuesday morning I went to put on my shoes. It wasn't very bright but as I was looking at them I thought that they didn't look like they normally do. Then I realized that they weren't my shoes. Apparently, when I was leaving Chicago I accidentally grabbed Brigham's shoes. Needless to say, the shoes are now on their way to New York. At least now I can say that I have walked a mile in someone else's shoes!