I have a confession to make: I might have done some purse contents editing.....
There! I said it! I'm not proud of it, but I feel lighter just admitting it.
The actual contents of my purse are about double that. I really meant it when I listed 'more lipgloss and than any one person should have'. I keep basically any individual color, shine and flavor that I have ever put on my lips in my purse. I don't know why, I just do. I also keep, on average, 3 sharpies and 7 pens in my purse. Not to mention all the odds and ends I pulled out and threw away or the coupons to every craft store in 100 miles.
This confession, while therapeutic, is not really why I felt the need to post about the contents of my purse. It's my need to embarrass myself on the interwebs by sharing hysterical stories! Yay! Story time!!
1) I've always carried large purses. (I was a girl scout and they trained me to be prepared for any situation!) In the days when I had the time to keep up with it, I would make a show of trying to clean it out and organize it several times a week - throwing out receipts, gum wrappers, transferring notes on napkins to more appropriate places and things like that. But then life caught up with me, and I was lucky to get to that chore once a month. So then I started pulling more obscure objects out of my purse - socks, hammers, light bulbs, etc. But then I got even busier, and I just started dealing with those things in my purse. Leading to the SEVERAL occasions where I would reach into my purse for my keys and instead pull out a giant cookie. I couldn't get into my car, but I had a surprise snack!
2) (This one is not purse related, but funny all the same.) At my 9to5, the company sports the bill on Fridays for donuts and bagels for everyone. It's a made house in the break room, a mad house I tell you! On this particular day I treat myself to a small cake donut with sprinkles and go about my merry way. As the clock is nearing 3PM, when everyone is pushing it into high gear to get the week's work wrapped up, a friend and coworker comes into my office to we get to chatting about work and the weekend. I throw my head forward while laughing hysterically at some witty remark when something catches my eye. I have a chuck of sprinkled donut in my hair. IN MY HAIR! And not just a lone sprinkle or miniscule crumb. A bite sized piece of donut and it's been there since the morning, through several meetings, lunch with a large group and countless hallway meetings. No one claims to have noticed. I no longer trust anyone I work with and have installed a mirror in my office.
Am I the only one who feels compelled to share these types of stories?
4 comments:
I've never seen you with donut sprinkles in your hair. Ever ever.
I threw out all the random receipts and wrappers that were in my pic before I took my picture :)
I try to keep my bags somewhat tidy by using a bunch of smaller pouches inside. Still, I am known to my friends as Mama Mandy because I always have "just the thing" in my purse. :)
I love it! My man friend calls me Mary Poppins because I always seem to have at least one ridiculous item in my bag!
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