Under the heading of wierd things Cin does, I’ve got a new one; I clean out my purse when I’m working towards an answer. If I’ve had to figure out solutions to a problem, you can bet my purse will be tidy, with nary a wrinkled tissue in sight.
This isn’t a surprising thing – lots of people putter about while working out a problem. But I did start giggling when I considered the size of the purse in question.
I’ve tried using larger ones, but always end up going back to the one that won’t hold a paperback book AND my makeup bag. It’s just big enough to fit a slim pencil case-sized makeup bag, my wallet, some 3×5 cards, keys, and cell phone. Cleaning it out shouldn’t be a time-consuming process. There simply isn’t that much there in there.
But in the past 4 days I’ve cleaned it out 3 times, and each time it’s taken longer than the expected few minutes.
Hammy the Squirrel has nothing on me when I’m trying to work things out. I’ve gone back and forth so often my receipts are chronological and my cards alphabetized! The good news?
- I’ve figured out my game plan for now through the end of September.
- It involves doing more than lying on the couch eating Doritos and watching reruns.
- It made me aware, once again, how cartoonish my thinking can be.
The real question is – why do I always identify with rodents?
Posted by MissMeliss on August 14, 2007 at 3:02 pm
I had a purse I loved for a long time, then it broke. I switched to a messenger bag, and it broke. I now know that I prefer messenger bags, but have yet to find one I like.
Apparently not only can I not commit to a hair color, I cannot commit to a handbag.