I did it. It took days for me to decide, but I listed the last remnants of my former life. I listed the purse. I don’t know what I’m going to do with the money, but something more meaningful than a purse. Maybe a new computer, or some clothing for the kids, or money spent on a home improvement project. I want this purse to make someone else happy, it doesn’t bring fulfillment to my life anymore. It never really brought fulfillment to my life. It was someone else’s love, someone else’s passion– not mine. I can’t wait until I ship it off to its new home, and I can move on with my life, without the constant reminder of someone else.