i'm becoming one of those harried women who has to stop and take ten things out of her purse to find the wallet. it's driving me insane. i can't explain why i need 4 pens and 5 kinds of lipgloss in the bag, but i can't seem to part with any of them. i couldn't tell you why. i also have two checkbooks and an organizer. certainly i don't need both checkbooks all the time do i? and also, since i've become obsessed with my finances i have EVERY receipt from this calendar year in the bag too. surely there's a better place to keep them. but i can't seem to get around to it.
what i did get around to this weekend was finally setting foot in the big chicken barn. an antiques store that seems to go on and on and on. i bought a set of sandwich glass cups and saucers and matt bought two cast iron pans and some books.
the cups are quite like the depression glass i have, but the saucers are adorable little leaves, with aniche for the cup. i don't know who i'll ever entertain that will be content to sit and drink tea with me, but boy am i excited for it!