I’m a mom. Not to state the obvious, but there it is. And as a mom I carry around a ridiculous amount of, well, crap in my purse. I’m not sure there’s a euphemism for the stuff I haul around on a daily basis. I’m super OCD (it’s not awesome like you’d think it would be) and my purse stresses me out to no end, all the mom paraphernalia I need just to get out the door. It’s the stuff of nightmares.
About once a month, when it occurs to me my shoulders are extra achy, I look in my purse and realize I’m carrying enough nonsense to keep a small nation afloat for a month. I usually put 5 things back into the purse and like magic, the junk multiplies and has junk babies. And the cycle continues. It’s pretty awesome. No, not really, no it isn’t.
Anyone need a pen? Or a purple marker? How about a pencil from IKEA, I’ve got one of those too.
Top L to R: two pouches for Skullcandy ear-buds, sans headphones, migraine medicine, protein bar (you never know when you’ll need one) Skullcandy headphones, sans pouches, iPod shuffle (there you are!), my daughter’s earrings, a tampon, penny, Leatherman pocket knife, diet coke bottle cap (for the points! that earn you nothing!).
Oh hai there makeup. L to R: eyeshadow brush, ELF lip-gloss, BUTTER LONDON lip-gloss, Bare Minerals lip-gloss, Maybelline 24 hour lipstick, 2 more Bare Minerals lip-glosses, Bath & Body Works lip-gloss, Cover Girl lip stain, L’occitane hand-lotion. Top row: two MAC eyeshadow pots.
Hello there fortune cookie fortune. I think it was a good one, so I kept it. Probably that’s why, that’s it! For sure. Grocery store receipts, empty gum package, yogurt coupons, IKEA closet plans, self-drawn closet plans (for the master bathroom remodel project), more receipts, notebook full of lists and lists and lists and random blog post ideas.
*SIGH* I should be embarrassed about the state of my purse but mostly it makes me tired just looking at it. Is there a jail for offensive purse owners AKA stressed + busy moms?