New-Old Purse. Ice Storm?? Theme of the Week.

As promised ... the new-old purse.

I've been looking for years (no exaggeration).

Big.

Shoulder handle.

Stylish.

Zipper.

All-season brown.

Bonus if it has a colorful lining.

Bonus if it's pre-owned.

Extra bonus if it's vintage.

This is a brand from Italy (Il Bisonte) and the east-west stitch detail is its signature. 

Pre-owned, vintage (2009).

Got this for $40.

Checks every box. Took FOREVER to find. 

I would've settled for new and $$ because the search was yielding no results.

Gives me hope for other "wish-list" things. Namely, I want a crow friend to exchange treats -- probably a long way off since I don't see many crows around my house hah. It's a wish for another day, but I'm expecting I WILL find this friend eventually.

Remember how I moaned about the too-warm temperatures -- well, I got my wish, but the universe said I'll give you cold AND add the threat of a major ice storm just because you complained. Dang. 

This means grocery store run and prepping some food (soup). 

It's a full rest of the week, but I need to fit this in BEFORE shelves are empty.

I have to force myself to go to a seed starting class today. It's outside and I've gone for the last 2 years so my brain is arguing that I don't need to go ... but I learn something every year. And I planned to go. It's been on my calendar for 2 months. I paid the $7. Just GO already!!

Then I know I'll need to force myself to go to the women's action group monthly meeting -- not until 7 o'clock. I won't get home until 10. Geez. I'll want to be in pjs, under a blanket, with my book. But it's important and a couple of interesting speakers. I'll be glad I went, but will hate going.

"Forcing" myself seems to be the theme this week. Lots of things I need to do -- important to me, important to others, important to future me ... but nothing I WANT to do.

And a number of inconvenient hiccups that I won't bother to detail, but it's making these things just that little bit more inconvenient -- trying to tip the scales, but, alas, I'm not giving in *sigh* ...

Utilizing the trick to NOT think about them. The dread is the absolute worst part and that's totally in my control. I feel like I have no time, but I actually have plenty of time. Big girl panties securely in place. 

Have a good day. Stay warm. Get to the grocery store ASAP. Later gators.