Sheils Writes

I have a problem. I don’t want to have this problem anymore. I will be working on this (yet again).

So there I am at possibly 2 years old carrying a pocketbook. There I am again at 57 years old standing in the water with, you guessed it, a pocketbook. This one makes me laugh, because seriously, in the ocean?!

The last picture is my current situation. I moved to Florida in March of this year. I purposely donated or gave away the majority of my bags before I left Connecticut, vowing I would not get started again. Not to mention, I downsized my living space with my move, I have very little storage. This is a good thing as I don’t want a lot of stuff.

So, it begins again. Today I am organizing the purses I’ve recently collected, but keeping this post & that last picture, as a reminder of what I don’t want happening again in my life.

Yes, I will forever love bags, but I will cherish these bags & not let them overwhelm me again. I worked hard to downsize. I don’t want to go back to the place again where I let my life (& my checkbook) cause me grief rather than joy by thinking I would find happiness in the next purchase of a purse.

Maintaining a simple life is going to be work for me but I got this far. I don’t want to go backwards so I will monitor my clutter & collecting closely.