The things in my wallet tend to be a little disorganized. This is not a direct reflection on my being unorganized myself but it does say something about what kind of a hurry I am in all the time. I tend to stuff things into my wallet and it shows.
My license shows my general information but I, like most every other woman I know fudged on the weight question. I didn’t go too overboard though. The money in my wallet is not the least bit organized. I pay for stuff and then shove the change into my wallet. I don’t count it until I really have to. I guess that could give the impression that I’m not concerned about money but I am.
I also have a lot of receipts in my wallet. This is directly connected to my past life as an accountant. Old habits die hard I guess. I empty them only when I can no longer shut my wallet. I probably have Wal-Mart receipts from 1998 though.
I don’t have any credit cards which might give the impression that I don’t have access to credit but instead the truth is I don’t like them. If I can’t pay cash, I don’t want it. I hate the idea of being in debt…again old accounting ways I’m sure.
The photos I carry are of my kids. I hope that this shows that I care very much for them, because I do. I do have a vast collection of small notes to myself regarding groceries, things to do, stuff to remember. I think that is my attempt to stay on top of things.
I guess my wallet does say something about me to some degree. I do think about making sure that I am keeping track of my life be it through receipts or small snippets of cards and notes, do this, remember that, pick up milk, drop off a book…I guess if I lost my wallet I would be a little lost but then so would anyone else who actually found it.
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