I Know Ya’ll Po Ya’ll Broke

I was thinking this morning about some of the good things that came out of my three month stint with Interbutt and one thing that popped into my head (apart from the learning experience blah blah blah) was my Tom Bihn I.D. Bag. Some of you will remember my quest for the perfect fun, yet professional bag to tote all my stuff around on MARTA with me. Anyway, I love this bag. Every time I look at it I get all happy. So today I’m surfing old bookmarked sites and I hit on the Tom Bihn store and think, hey, wonder if they’ve got anything new. And they do.

Behold, my latest obssession.

Ya’ll Job Just Hangin’ Up Coats

Tanya’s boss has offered to pay me for some yard work next week. I’m happy to play in other people’s dirt but I hope to hell she maps out a plan for me and doesn’t just send me out there with a few racks of perennials and a spade. She suggested I could pressure wash the house for them but seriously, this is a three-story home. I am not getting up on an extension ladder with pressure washing equipment. I have no insurance and I’d like to remain marginally employable for the foreseeable future. That’s the kind of job you pay crazy fearless people to do. Then again, I really do want that bag.

This Amy would have done it.

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