Mine and Grant's.
I have boxes of clothing, shoes, sandals and handbags, somewhere in there lurks my trusty leather handbag. Meanwhile the off-the-shelf handbag I'm using, has become very, very tatty, I decided to buy a cosmetic handbag in the interim.
Luckily for me a gentleman who was promoting a project, came by my shop and asked if I would type his handwritten (read hand-scrawled!) notes on the computer.
Because I take in typing, I kept strict tabs on the times it took for me to do the seven pages. My DIL Amanda in Marquard gave me a suggested rate which I used to invoice this man. His wife (who hadn't wanted the bother of doing his typing) paid me in cash.
So I ordered my handbag from Justine , a skincare company with which I've had strong ties for the past 35 years. In 1985 I joined Justine as a consultant and worked my way up to a manager in a couple of months. Selling Justine and later managing a team of consultants, gave me confidence, taught me about skincare and how to improve my self-image. We attended quarterly conferences at five-star hotels where those of us who achieved target, we were awarded with bonus checks and jewelry.
These days I am merely a Justine customer. So the most natural thing to do when I needed a handbag and had earned the exact amount, I ordered it from Justine.
It arrived this morning...
Out with this one:
Sorry, Baggy, you were BINNED!
And in with this one!
Much better, don't you think?
I hope you're all having a really great Monday.