I went handbag shopping at lunch instead of running to the craft store for a frame. Eating lunch at my desk, then running an errand did not sound fun.

The B. Makowsky bag I thought I wanted weighed a ton – so did a lot of his bags. Then I found one that was beautiful, and on clearance, but had a pen mark. The sales lady couldn’t get the mark off so she took it away. It was very disappointing.

Instead of a large bag that will fit my laptop, I got two small party bags. That’s what I call them anyway. They remind me of when I was much younger, thinner and better looking and attended parties. lol. Then I needed a small bag for just essentials like keys and lip gloss that I could wear crossbody and not lose. Now I want them because DD is older. So we can go to more outdoor events. And I don’t need to drag around a huge bag with diapers.

Of course, I have conveniently remembered that I still have a lovely bag that I bought in Italy that will fit my laptop. That is if I didn’t give it away in some mad attack of cleaning.

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The damn thing doesn’t work. Gaah! Now I can’t jump back into the car to return it either. So much for combining trips.

Last time I went to Target, I stupidly mistook friends unemployed brother for employed husband. And stuck my foot in my mouth.

Before that my photo order got messed up.

Apparently, I should avoid the place.