If pursing is the act of putting things into a purse, what’s the verb for excavating it? Especially when your purse is just shy of really being a tote bag.
I had to clean my whatever-you-call-it before Influence anyway, so this was an opportune time to document it. And then I pursed it neatly. It will be organized for approximately half a – nope, already gone.
Here’s what I carry around with me on a regular basis:
That large brown book is my ESV Journaling Bible. No, I do not illustrate my faith, because no, I am not crafty. I actually bought my journaling Bible before I even knew #illustratedfaith was a thing. I had this idea I would write notes and references and prayers in the margins, like I had done with my old Bible. Well, breaking in a new Bible is not as simple as embracing marginalia when you are generally against it. And you can’t recreate the character of an old Bible in a new Bible. It’s its own thing, you feel me?
I have thought about doing some word art in there like I used to do in middle school but I would need to find the right markers and that’s just overwhelming given EVERYTHING ELSE going on in my life right now.
The green book above that is my journal and the small brown book above that is a book I bought for blog planning. I have used it all of once but I still carry it in case I get an idea that I MUST WRITE DOWN.
Next to that is the book I’m currently in the middle of. I haven’t done any reading all week and I’m in the mood lately for quick, funny, historical romances and suffice to say Remembering the Bones is not that. It’s a good book, and I’m really enjoying it, but I’m too antsy right now for something that requires time for focused and sustained reading.
In between my phone and iPod you’ll see my work keys, my name tag, and a decorative hook. The purple part of the hook swivels to the side and braces on the table to hold my purse off the ground. Yes, it holds my tote-purse-montrosity without issue. It’s from DSW; I found it when I was working there two years ago, just after we had closed the store. I made a RUCKUS about it. Especially because it was the only one on the shelf.
My keys to basically everything are on this ring. My car, my apartment, my mailbox, my parents’ house, my two library cards, and my pool pass. Also, that’s my cell phone, made by a company you’ve probably never heard of.
That same obscure company also produced this piece of musical history. I have had, for years, too much music to keep on a regular iPod, so I bought the classic in high school and it has happily stored all my music ever since.
All I’m saying about the umbrella is I won six points for it in a game at Margaret‘s bridal shower.
(Okay, fine, that’s not all.)
The reason I carry this around everywhere is because you never know when in the mitten it will precipitate. And I feel STRONGLY about precipitation on my head. You can never be unprepared for precipitation if you have an umbrella with you at ALL OF THE TIMES.
I also feel STRONGLY about dying, which is why I carry around my Epipen. I never used to do this (I had one I would take on trips as a precaution, but otherwise it stayed at home), but I have gone to way too many restaurants in the past two years that cook apparently everything they serve in close proximity to or in the same oil or container as seafood. I took it to Jamaica with me (par for the course) and had it in the cafeteria at mealtimes (this was not usually something I had done before, even on trips), and soon after that I decided it would just be better to have it ALL OF THE TIMES.
I can’t decide if this or my umbrella is the more crucial to have with me. Precipitation is more prevalent but anaphylactic shock is more dire.
You can also see my wallet there housing receipts from 1997. Okay, not really 1997. But sometimes it feels that way. PS. I took those receipts out before I pursed my wallet; I’m not trying to take everything I own to Indiana this weekend.
Behind my wallet is my Kindle. The case is a Better Life Bags pouch (medium) I had bought at Influence nearly two years before I even bought a Kindle. I had been looking for a case when I came across the pouch and it was a perfect fit. Free is the best. Free is even better than that when it means giving a purpose to something you weren’t previously sure how to use.
If you don’t have a Better Life Bag, what are you waiting for? Rebecca, its founder, lives about half an hour from me in the metro Detroit suburbs and uses BLB to give women who face barriers to employment a way to help make better lives for their families.
I will have my BLB wristlet with me at Influence in case those of you who are going need to be convinced IN THE FLESH that you should buy one. AND Better Life Bags will be at the Sashes Market, so you can buy your brand-new BLB right there.
The last thing is something that statistically should probably not even be in my possession. It’s a pencil case I bought in France over ten years ago. I used it all through high school and college and managed to keep track of it another few years before I started using it to keep track of the pens in my purse. I will probably have this with me at Influence too, so if you feel like meeting French cartoon characters, you find me, hear?
The umbrella is definitely the strangest thing I carry around with me on a regular basis. What’s the strangest thing in your purse?