
So, I began to whittle it down
and for the longest time used a business card holder as my wallet. It only had
my license and a credit card. At least, that is how it started. Then the girls
and I started going out more and I carried their licenses as well and the extra
cards so that they didn’t have to carry their purses into wherever we were
going.
That worked for me because I was
the money keeper. All of it also still fit inside my small leather business
card holder. It stretched it out a tad more, but still better than a full-sized
wallet. I could still sit comfortably.
And then it happened. The list of
things I was asked to carry grew.
“Can you slip my reading glasses
into your shirt pocket?” Of course, it was already bulging with my every handy
notebook and pens.
“Will this camera fit in your
back pocket?”
“Would you mind holding my
phone?” Lip gloss. Chapstick. A mysterious colorful bag with things I didn’t
really want to know about hidden inside. The list kept growing. Checkbooks.
Another camera. More phones. The girls soon were free of their purses because I
had become a walking purse. I carried it all. Half the time I didn’t even know
what I was carrying! I had escaped the wallet only to have that space freed up
for their tidbits of paraphernalia. Before sitting down I have to empty all of my
pockets in order to bend properly and not break something. Cameras and phones
are not that flexible and much harder than my wallet had been.
I know I fuss about technology
quite a bit, but in regards to convenience it has saved my pockets. Most phones
now come with cameras. Not only that but with all of the apps that are now
available, they can replace eReaders, Gameboys and DSIs, radios, and even
checkbooks and credit cards. I can carry my entire library both literary and
musical, as well as my writing with me. They can even replace my handy dandy
notebook.
I know there are plenty of
traditionalists out there who, like me, value the feel of a real book in our
hands and a camera to focus through. However, for those quick weekends of
Messing where you just want to go and not be weighed down, they quite often
save me from walking like the Tin Man in the Wizard of Oz. Now, I don’t mind
being the walking purse as much, because I am carrying three things usually as
opposed to over a dozen. Or, I can even carry more of a variety of things, more
important things, such as my cigars. Now if we could only come up with a better
way of hauling those unmentionables in the colorful bag I don’t want to know
about.
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Being a 'goyle', when I whittle what I want to bring with me down I always, you-can-bet-on-it, need something I haven't brought with me. AND seeing I like to wander off, I don't want to have to come find you. Still, being a not-always-gay-divorcee, it's good to see there is hope for mankind! :-D
ReplyDeleteLOL..There is always hope. And they don't wander off far. I carry the money lol. Thanks for visiting and commenting.
DeleteAh, I remember the 'good ol days' when I was 'the bank'. We were tight... :-)
ReplyDeleteIt's just easier for us to keep track of things lol.
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