My name is Jill.
I have a problem.
I got a great purse
from my sister.
Here it is:
I adore everything about it.
The shape,
the color,
the pockets.
Everything.
Then why oh why do I
let it get like this?
No matter what kind of a purse
I have,
it always ends up a mess like the one above.
I try to pare down what I carry.
Really I do.
But I still can't get all of this...
to look neat and tidy.
I organize...
and re-organize.
And I can never find
what I need
when I need it.
I'm hopeless.
Therefore,
I have lowered
my expectations of myself.
I figure if I can close it,
I'm good!
Is that bad?
Please tell me it's not.
4 comments:
My son is reading over my shoulder and he said to tell you that it looks bad. :)
You inherited this weakness from me. It's terminal. You will never recover. I dump mine out on the floor every now and then and sort through stuff, throw away the garbage and used Kleenex, fill it back up and know that I will be cleaning it out again soon. I like your idea about being happy if you can close it. That will be my new goal. From one bag lady to another, with love.
Pockets, pockets, pockets...I've learned that I can't have one of those big cavernous purses. I need compartments and zippers, etc...to try and keep the clutter contained. At least you can still close it! :)
Karen: I burst out loud when I read what your son said! I hope that's not the only blog of mine he's ever read! =)
Valerie: Thanks for the back up! I needed to hear that!
Kandi: I used to love pockets too...but then I realized I was terrible at putting things back in the right pockets! See? I'm hopeless! ha!
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