Nicey Nash Would Kick My Butt

I pride myself on being relatively organized. I like my space clean and simple, not too much junk cluttering my home or office. When things are cluttered I don’t think straight, I can’t focus, and I tend to get a bit crabby (just ask the husband, who is, of course, the most cluttered being on this planet). So today when I spent 10 minutes in downtown KC digging for my keys in my purse, I decided it should immediately be de-cluttered. And holy cow, I carry way to much crap in my purse! I am amazed I don’t have a hernia from lugging this stuff around all day. For example, in my purse right now (along with my keys):

– Small Shinzi Kateh notebook
– Note from Trent asking me to pick up food for dinner
– Lucy’s report card from school
– iPhone (with headphones)
– Package of tissues
– Wallet
– Business cards for work
– A check stub from a work event I attended last week
– Two Kashi cereal bars (mostly smushed from being in my purse)
– One tube of bright red MAC lipstick
– One tube of neutral Lancome lipstick
– One tube of Burt’s Bees lip gloss
– One compact of MAC foundation
– One travel sized bottle of Japanese Cherry Blossom body spray
– One travel sized package of baby wipes
– Two pens
– One bottle of Fekkai dry shampoo
– One iPod Touch (belonging to my mother-in-law)

And seriously, that is way to much crap. Especially considering how often I use some of it (read: never). So I’m de-cluttering. And I have a feeling my shoulders will thank me.