When I was first starting to socialize outside of my home and the homes of my friends, I only carried with me a wallet. Enough to keep whatever money I had. Even after I got a driver’s license, I stuck with the wallet, my keys stowed in a pocket.
Eventually, someone else bought me a purse. Which I didn’t think I would need. Honestly…how much room do I need? I would never, ever be able to fill a purse.
Still, somehow, I did.
Then, last year I bought a purse that was bigger than most I normally kept. Still nothing compared to those that other people lug around, but pretty big.
I was cleaning it out today and I realized that I had become someone dependent on a bag.
The contents of my purse at any given moment are as follows:
- Cell phone
- Several writing utensils
- 1-2 notebooks
- 1-2 cameras
- Cough drops
- Digital recorder
- Granola bar or similar snack
This doesn’t even count whatever handout/agenda/etc I picked up from my latest meetings or the various receipts I have accrued.
At least I can sneak candy into movie theatres now!