Cleaning purse with pursed lips....

Man oh man. Look at the stash in my purse. I can't find a thing inside there. Why do I carry so much junk around with me. I don't have small kids any more so I should have more than enough room for my personnal stuff right? I need to de-clutter and re-organize that important piece of life that is permanently attached to the end of my arm when I am out and about shopping. It is scary to put your hand inside sometimes and discover what I have chucked in there. The other day I had a runny...yes runny drip at the bottom. Lo and behold the little honey pack that I threw in for later if I needed it for a stray cup of coffee had come undone and was oozing around in the bottom. Yuk. Yuk. Yuk. No more of that. I will drink coffee unsweetened next time. I had to unpack, scrub, wash, dry and re-pack for that little treasure. I need to stop thinking like a squirrel and start thinking like a mature, adult women whose kids are grown and can take care of her own personal space and belongings that are harboured in her purse. I will manage, be efficient and give lessons to others as the new CEO of my leather black purse. How is your purse looking today? Check it out.