I’m actually pretty amazed at how uncluttered my purse is. I didn’t cheat one single bit, BUT I will say that a few days before Kendra even announced this little game, I did clean out my purse because I achieve like that. So you were spared the extra diapers, wipes, receipts, and miscellaneous garbage.
But, what IS in my purse at this very moment in sure to be history?
Let’s look inside this old gal:
I’ve had this purse since I was pregnant with Ellen. I used to be a chronic purse buyer. Mike thought it was INSANE. So, when I wanted this purse (which was a bit pricier than I normally spend on a bag), he said I could get it, but I couldn’t buy another one until I gave birth. Three years later, I still love it and use it. I guess you do get what you pay for and all that cliche. Onwards and inwards:
Target Collapsable Reusable Bag: Comes in handy more than you’d think. Not to make you jealous, but I get $0.05 off everywhere I go.
Various Paperwork & Receipts: This is standard, right?
Firmoo Fashion Glasses: I’m rocking the 20/20, but I still can’t resist vanity’s call.
Franklin Covey Planner: As important as the warm blood running through my veins.
Chewy Bar: I get super anxious when my blood sugar drops, so these are constantly being replaced in my purse.
Business Cards: Cuz I’m a successful and powerful woman? I had these made for BlogHer ’13, and I still hand them out here and dere. I’ve also got a few of my mom’s. Family.
Hand Sanitizer: I’m actually not a huge fan of hand sanitizer; I think germs are important and necessary. BUT, I cannot pump gas without applying this afterwards. That is my one exception.
A Pad: (Not an iPad)Haven’t gotten my cycles back yet from Sam’s birth, but that sneaky bia is going to storm in when I least expect it. I just know it.
Lipstick, Nail Polish, Concealer: Because I’m a girl?
Wallet: Complete with all of your standard wallet things. I got it on Etsy. It fits an iPhone. It has a strap so I can wrist it and wear it downtown when we’re walkin’.
Nail Clippers: I cannot stand having long fingernails. I will clip them anywhere and everywhere to get rid of the horrible feeling. Mike banned me from doing it in his car because he says they fly around and get in his heat register. Whatever.
Pills for Poppin’: Antacids and Xanax. For when I’m having a reallll good day.
Sunglasses: Almost as important as my planner. I have the world’s most sensitive eyes. You might think it’s overcast and rainy, but I know that it is secretly retina burning weather.
Pens: For all my good ideas.
CPR Mask: Just call me Florence Nightingale. And, what was that I was saying about not being afraid of germs? But, the biggest issue here might be why I have this in the first place. Well, you just never know when you will have to administer CPR on a person with a gross mouth. I think they changed the standards now, and chest compressions alone are ok. Maybe I can chuck this now. But the minute I do…
B&N Giftcard: Any suggestions on what to buy with this beauty?
Hair Ties & Bobby Pins: If you need me to tell you what these are for, I am certain you are my husband.
Cash Money: Of the change variety. Literally all the money I have on me.
Fliers: Yes, I do physical marketing for my blog. I just pin them up whenever I see a good place. Don’t judge.
St. Dymphna Chaplet: Made by the lovely Allison.
Kleenex: This came in handy about three seconds after this picture was taken. Sam snotted big snots on all the things. Big snots.
I was surprised when I dumped my purse and actually thought about everything that is in there. I never realized how much I lug around to deal with anxiety: pills, snacks, chaplet, and other items that would cause anxiety if I didn’t have them. I don’t know what to make of it; it’s just interesting.
I’m also super vain, more organized than you thought, and totally broke.