While I was at book club last week, my fabulous ladies and I started talking about my favourite subject: shoes. I can’t remember how or why it came up as we discussed Jane Eyre, but an interesting idea came forth from it. One of the girls asked me how many pairs of shoes I actually own, and I realized that I don’t know. Not only do I not know, I have absolutely no idea. In the days before I met the Hubster–when I was a student at Ghetto U–I was a die hard shoe-a-holic. At my peak, I owned 100 pairs of shoes. I had worked at a shoe store…