So I decided this morning was the perfect time to FINALLY clean out my purse.
Holy Shit.
No wonder my back hurts when I get back from trips. All the crap in there.....
You see, I am not persnickity at all about what I put in my purse. As long as it passes airport security it can go in there.
Let's see what I came across, shall we?
17 packs of matches. Yes, seventeen. Now, keep in mind I'm still cutting back constantly on the amount I smoke. BUT - the very idea of not being able to light a cigarette when I get off the plane if I want one makes me crazy. Every where I go, I pick up at least 2 books of matches.
9 hotel room keys. The downside of automatic check out is I don't have to go to the desk. And even when I do, I never remember to put it on the counter. Hmmm does look a little suspicious if you don't know the background story.
$17 in change. THAT hurts. Literally.
Enough receipts to paper my bathroom walls. I have GOT to finish filing those expense reports - that's just wrong.
5 pairs of earrings. Hmmm I wondered where those went to. Damned last minute packing.
My Blackberry, becoming my favorite new toy. Also my salvation. Example - sitting on a plane sometime in the last month. I only knew my flight number. As I'm waiting for us to begin the taxi I realize I have no idea where I'm going. So I shot an email to my assistant. Title: I am an idiot. Body: I'm getting ready to take off but don't have my itinerary. Where am I going and what hotel do I need to get to? Is anyone picking me up or do I need to rent a car? Response: Dear idiot. You are going to ****. Staying ****. Don't rent a car - please. We'll never find you.......
The list goes on, but for the sake of my dignity - what there is of it - I'll stop here.
Posted by Tammi at November 12, 2006 10:55 AM | TrackBackTammi,
Yesterday, I was hanging the medicine cabinet back up on the wall and couldn't find the mounting screws that I removed and put in the dining room. I searched all over. Couldn't find them. So I went to town to buy some new ones. I came back and there they were sitting on the dining room table.
Once you're past 40, you can hide your own Easter eggs!
Posted by: Jerry at November 12, 2006 03:50 PMHaving most of my suppliers in Canada sucks ...
Their currency system is horrible.
They have $1 and $2 coins ... big coins ...
I have a whole mess of coins now. They are heavy.
Posted by: Quality Weenie at November 12, 2006 06:10 PMI'll have to make you BLAM stew one of these days (my Bacon and Lamb stew). It's lick the bowl clean good.
Posted by: Graumagus at November 12, 2006 06:47 PMYa know, Tammi, a nice glass change jar can be both decorative AND practical :-)
Posted by: Harvey at November 16, 2006 09:31 AM