The question is… “What’s in your Wallet?” Let just start off by saying thank you for making me finally clean it out! I just found a book in here, but I am going to try and some it up to one page.
I just realized that if someone found my wallet right now they would be completely confused on what kind of person I really am. For instance the 18 “Dollar Tree” receipts and 6 Gift cards, all with a balance under $1, may give off the impression that I am broke or a major penny pincher. Unfortunately, for most of us today, that is somewhat true. The 20% off coupon for a donation to Value Village, shows I try and give back when I can, but I can not for the life of me remember what I donated.
Receipts from grocery stores dated between September 2010 – yesterday, could only mean I must have taken garbage from my old wallet and stuffed it in my new one. I know this because I got a new “Nine West” purse with matching wallet for my birthday, which was on January 20th. I too fall in to the “I love designer purses” category, but what woman doesn’t?
The above items listed could definitely identify me as Lazy or a slob as well as broke, but the love letter I found in titled “Open with Care, My Hearts in here”, shows I have a major romantic side to me. This letter has to be from over a year ago, but every time I read it, it reminds me of why I want to spend the rest of my life with this man.
My Drivers license picture makes it obvious what I dealt with at the DMV that day. Oh, how I hate the days at the DMV. The long lines, angry people and the millions of 16 year olds that scare the crap out of you, when the thought of them sharing the road with you, comes to mind.
Rolled up in some yellow paper that is too warned to read, was a Monorail ticket from the first weekend I went away with Bryan. As well as a horoscope I cut out of a newspaper that told me to close one door before I open another. I know now what that meant.
I have no pictures in my wallet. They are all in my phone. I figure this and the fact that I have my Daddy’s Savings account ATM card may give someone the wrong impression about the responsibilities I have in my life. The ATM card is for emergencies and I haven’t used it in over a year. And no pictures means they nay be surprised to know I am a mom of 2 beautiful children. My oldest is Maisyne who is 11. And my daughter who is 4 going on 24. Yes! For a minute there she thought she was old enough to taste my wine. WOMEN!
Everything else, the Bank Cards, Library cards, Credit cards…. They all represent the material things. They are the things that mean the least to me, but for some reason, they are in the most organized section of my wallet. I wonder if subconsciously I made the things that are important to me look like garbage because I knew that is probably the only thing that would actually be returned to me, if I ever lost my wallet?
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