My granuelita gave me a purse/camera-baggish leather contraption last year that I’ve fallen madly in love with, but it’s falling apart from all angles.
Oh, old little bag, I don’t want to trade you in for a snazzy new one! … It’s been holding on by a staple in these various ways:
Leather Strap: crumbling like Beef Jerky. Scissored off deteriorated parts & stapled the rest together.
Gaping hole on side continues to widen. Big as a sink hole. Originally closed it with printing paper & staples.
Came undone within 2 weeks. Consequently, I’ve fastened it shut with big fat safety pins, which I enjoy much more.
One side of shoulder straps ripped off (safety pin holds zipper to bag)
Now I carry bag on shoulder from only the other side.
My Bag from the front — looks as good as new! SEE, mom 
And for Kicks …
My grandma threw this blanket over her porch recliner to give it character.
We are reading The Master Key System by Charles F. Haanel together. According to granuelita, about 20-years ago an old priest gave away most of his books during a Church yard sale since the Church was closing and he had to move. Consequently, he gave her the entire Master Key System series.
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