Petered-out Purse

My sweet Sis, Michelle, gave me back the infamous Coach purse, when mine from AuntSherry  petered-out, back in November.

Gorgeous!!

I love this purse.   Not because it’s a Coach, I don’t care about that, but it’s the perfect size, and shape, and color!!

A REAL Coach purse! (Big deal!)

 

And now, dun Dun DUN: it’s petered-out too!    Poor petered-out purse!!   A moment of silence please.

I ignored the stains inside.

Yuck! Now you know my secret shame. I’m a slob. (World’s worst kept secret, I know.)

I ignored the corners that were worn off.

cut and dried corner- needs to go

 

But, I can’t ignore the zipper breaking!    No!   I really can’t take it anymore!!         Even though I still kept on using it while the threads frayed more, and more, and more….   But when you can no longer ZIP the zipper??     It’s time to say buh-bye.    As hard as it may be, and it’s really hard!!     I have to “p word” it.    I don’t wanna say the word in front of it.    I would hurt its feelings.   Oh, okay, I’ll spell it then.   P-u-r-g-e.   There, ya happy now?    Good thing it can’t read!!

 

See my finger sticking thru there?? Yeah, not so much working any more.

 

So, I had to make up my mind to throw it away , get rid of it , let it goooooo.     That was really hard for me!   It’s been a good friend, and general carry-all for both of us, for years!

Now, where do I dispose of the body??    It’s certainly not trash!   But, if even I won’t use it, then it can’t be donated!!   Maybe recycling??   Or, do I cremate it, and carry its ashes to spread around the outside of the Coach store in Orlando???   Decisions, decisions, decisions!

Memorial: Melinda’s & Michelle’s mauve money-bag.