I´m still discussing it with myself...
Had a sharp reminder of my own resulution:
this morning. I was about to take the photos of my bag spill when I saw my beloved wallet had some stains. I started rubbing them without thinking and guess I made a mess and halfway ruined it... now I´m waiting for it to dry and find out what I can do. Things like that happen when I forget who I am and start being ashamed of my things not being premier designer, but household brand.
Ok, I bit the bullet... here´s my bag spill

- my boy´s kindle fire
- large power bank as the tablet better never runs out of power
-my ugly nylon pouch that holds more than I´d be comfortable with to show
-nylon shopping bag
- cigarette case
-charging cable (that has escaped the pouch)
-my phone
-my wallet
-my glasses and sunglasses
What´s missing are the camera I took the photo with, a huge pile of tissues, some plastic spoons and some sachets of Mc Donald´s ketchup... oops re the latter.
From the depths of the pouch here´s my Pelikan ball pen:
