Purse-ometer
The last few months have been incredibly hectic for me and now I'm pooped. Drained. Wiped out. Exhausted. I would list more phrases denoting fatigue but I can't think of any others and I'm too lazy to open the online thesaurus to look for more.
My purse is an excellent indicator of my level of fatigue. When I'm happy and bursting with energy, my purse is trim and manageable. Presently, the chaos in my purse reflects the chaos in my life.
Long hours at the office, indecipherable legal documents to read, recommendation letters to write, our Greece/Turkey/Israel trip to plan, our house in Mendocino to build, Arnon's car accident ... quel nightmare! Plus, we haven't had a weekend to just bum at home in nearly four months.
And yet, I feel a change coming just around the corner. Starting Monday, I'm going to make a conscious effort to slow down and relax. But tonight, I'm off to Vegas to celebrate Wes' birthday.
Funny thing is I was having the same problem until I progressed to a bigger purse....soon I will have a grip on it and use my smaller one as soon as I can trim down on the 'stuff' in mine too! Have a great time in Vegas :)
After reading your post yesterday, I thought it would be a good idea to tidy up and scale down! So now, thanks to you, I'm using my smaller purse!
I'm glad to hear you downgraded your purse. I really need to do the same. I vow to clean it out before heading to bed tonight.