The Change in My Wallet
Day 9: What’s in my wallet
Happy Anniversary to me! According to WordPress, I began the TotallyTawn blog five years ago today. My, how times change! What began as one timid post asking what the hell I was getting myself into blossomed into something so amazing that I still have trouble believing how much my life has evolved.
Of course, many other things have changed in the last five years as well. That’s what life is, after all. Change.
I used to lug around a giant totebag purse with a ton of stuff in it: makeup, aspirin, wet-wipes, a book or tablet, a crochet project, wallet, phone, lint, hopes and dreams; You get the picture. Despite being prepared for almost anything, I would go months without actually using any of those items as more than a collection of tiny anchors relentlessly pulling one shoulder lower than the other.
Since then, I’ve learned that it’s easier for me to make a pit stop if I need anything rather than drag it around on the off chance that I might someday need a wet-wipe and the nearest store is more than a block away. Besides, I can now stash that junk in my car’s glove compartment.
Now I have an adorable orange wristlet wallet with a pink strap from Thirty-One which holds my phone, my credit cards, a picture of my kids, my library card (of course), and a crumpled wad of receipts that I keep forgetting to give to my husband to file. That’s it.
No cash – I would only spend it unwisely and 99.5% of establishments take plastic anyway, so why bother? No picture of my husband. Part of the reason I have a photo of my kids is in case anything happened to them and I needed to give the police a picture for the milk carton, so I must not be worried about my husband in quite the same way. In hindsight, I have a ton of pictures of my family (and my cat) on my phone, so there’s really no reason to have that photo in there anyway.
That’s it. There’s really no room for anything else, which is fine with me. No more back pain! Hurrah for life changes!
Come back later and I’ll tell you about the best trip of my life. Well, the one I remember anyway.