Day 276 is brown-bagging it, sorta

I try, often unsuccessfully, to bring lunch to work. It usually doesn't happen, unless I get it ready the night before. Hence, the "often unsuccessful" part. The lunches I pack tend to be healthier and obviously cheaper. This week I'm trying to manage my time well and get things done. And I'm starting with lunch. How can I not want to pack a lunch when it's in my adorable lunch bag?

Day 193 is not a hoarder

This sweet print is on a paper shopping bag I got the other weekend when I went to the shore. It has been sitting in my room, staring at me ever since. I want to keep it and reuse it for something or other. Part of this instinct probably comes from growing up with an art teacher mother. Obviously this paper bag is an art project waiting to happen! However, I am also an avid watcher of Hoarders. One day I'm saving paper bags, the next I'm finding 36 dead cats in my garage. Who am I kidding, I'm keeping the bag.