So, I am not sure if you know this, but we had an election. The election turned out the way that both Isabelle and I wanted. Especially the ousting of the current PM. We both have quite a bit of hope about the upcoming four years. Who knows, maybe we won't be disappointed.
Well then we went shopping and Isabelle lost her purse, which is what the title refers to. However, happily, they found it and asked her to come get it. This led us into a discussion of losing stuff in general.
Isabelle talked a lot about growing up with not very much stuff so she learned not to care too much about stuff. Still, it is sad that she lost that necklace when she was young.