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View Diary: Just what have you got in there? IAN: July 18, 2013 (81 comments)

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  •  I am extremely organized, and have separate (7+ / 0-)

    zippered, see-through numbered pouches for everything in my purse, along with a set of index cards that has an alphabetical inventory, and where each item is located:

    ASPIRIN: Pouch 1, tin box labeled "Aspirin"

    BABY SHAMPOO (SAMPLE SIZE): Pouch 2

    CINNAMON FLAVORED ALTOIDS: Pouch 2

    And so on.

    My bag is a cross-body, back-friendly affair, with holders for an umbrella, cell phone, sunglasses, and a hook for my key chain so I never lose my keys.

    The other day I found a partly opened ziploc bag in there. It had decomposed remnants of watermelon chunks in the bottom, which had decayed to the point that  it smelled like a rotting corpse. It had leaked into the bottom of the bag where I keep the inventory list.

    As a result, I had to throw away the purse and most of its contents, and am now in the process of organizing a new system with a container for the proper storage of hazardous waste materials.

    •  Ha! an umbrella! (6+ / 0-)

      I find change at the bottom, and a few crumbs from my granola bar/meal substitute.  And pencils and pens that don't work.

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      by weck on Thu Jul 18, 2013 at 08:21:39 AM PDT

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      •  Before I found the leaking bag of rotted (6+ / 0-)

        watermelon, which, according to my calculations, had been in there for over a month and was probably the source of the odor I kept noticing and blaming on Mr. C's unseemly behavior, I had a pouch for pens.

        At any given time, there might be 10-15 pens in it, along with a couple pencils and sharpener in case the pens ran out of ink at the same time.

        (I see no reason to take any chances on not have the proper writing materials at hand.)

        By the way, when I discovered that horrific mess and threw the purse in the garbage, Mr. C fished it out and said all it needed was a few hours in the sun to "bake out the smell of rotting flesh." He sat it out in the yard, and when I looked out later, a raven was on the ground circling it like roadkill.

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