I don't know when it happened, but I became that lady with the bag the size of montana. It's a black canvas give-away from the PBS fund drives and represents a never-ending pit of scary items. Usually one or more of the following can be found at the bottom of my bag: 1. Hair brush (WHY??? I don't brush my hair) 2. lip gloss that I can never find when I need it 3. loose change 4. all my gum that has fallen out of the packet mixed with 5. some random dirt that seems to have no source...I'm not chucking handfuls of the front lawn in my bag...so where is the dirt coming from? 6. a piece of fruit or a sweet potato that I keep thinking I should eat instead of the doritos on top of the work refrigerator 7. sticky notes stuck to everything else (see 3., 4., and 5) and finally 8. another bag, usually a purse.
I don't really understand why I have a bag inside a bag, but I do. Cute purses become swallowed up in the vacuum that is the PBS bag. I seriously carry the cute purse in the PBS bag with the hope that I will have to get something out of my wallet or write a check so people will SEE the cute purse. THIS MAKES NO SENSE!!!! Why not dispense with the slimy fruit and erstwhile lipgloss and just carry the cute purse? Then I can be a cute purse girl instead of a large canvas bag lady. I baffle myself.
BUT, I have something that may help me change. I just traded in my gross leather laptop bag for an adorable black and lime green one...much cuter and much more user friendly. I can carry papers, my cell phone...other necessities in this cute bag AND a purse will NOT fit inside...so I will look both professional and trendy. Granted, now I have to take my laptop EVERYWHERE I go, but whatever. I'm already a slave to the thing...and now I will at least be free of the PBS bag.