Does my purse say something about me? About my home, my life? Unfortunately it kind of does. I am constantly organizing but never organized. I love shopping for baskets, containers, and folders. Everything I need to get organized. I am "a work in progress". Just ask my girls. Ask them where the toaster is? The cookie sheets? The cups? Etc. Odds are that I have reorganized the kitchen AGAIN. Searching for that perfect arrangement. The one that makes sense. Then why do I find myself here, in a state of disarray?
I guess life is like our purses. Sometimes you can find what you are looking for. Sometimes you have to dig for it. Sometimes you hang on to things you don't need. And occasionally it gets turned upside down and you have to pick up the pieces and put it back together again.
Now where is that phone bill that I need to pay?
What is in your purse?
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