I’ve always wanted to do a Monday Listicle with Stasha and her gang, and today I finally got a chance!
Don’t get too excited, because what I have to share is severely underwhelming. Ducky from BatCrap Crazy fame had suggested a “What’s in your bag?” reveal for this listicle, and my bag is woefully uninteresting.
I am a minimalist for sure, and hate to carry around anything I don’t need. I despise clutter and things that aren’t useful. What’s fun is that I live with a total packrat, and if you were to compare the contents of our top bureau drawers you would see why it’s a miracle we’re not in counseling.
So here, this is my current bag. It’s not “appropriate” for the season, but even though I’ve had it for a couple of years now, it’s still in outstanding shape, so I can’t really justify buying a new one anytime soon.
In it I carry – oh look. Surprise, a matching wallet. Borrrring.
And lip balm, because I live in the Midwest where, for half the year, humidity does not exist but wind does, and so I have the lips of a crackhead.
Oh, but this stuff! This is great stuff – Band-aid’s Friction Block. I hate socks, but I also hate blisters, so I smear this stuff on my heels and toes so I can wear cute little shoes and not end up with ballerina feet.
Here’s the only other part of the pitifully small beauty toolbox in my bag – a giant hairclip. What? It could be worse. It could be a scrunchie!
Ok, so of course I need iStuff. Earbuds and a car charger adapter, because nothing sucks more than being out and about with a dead phone or no way to block out the sounds of the general public.
But if that does happen, I always have a library book. Since I’ve been spending a lot of time in doctors’ offices and undergoing long, boring tests, and there’s only so many rounds of Candy Crush you can play, a book is essential. (Yes, I still read the paper kind. SO RETRO.)
And about those doctor appointments – geez, look, here’s my clutter. My appointment card from last week – the one that was supposed to be just an hour or so and ended up taking the entire day since I had to go hang out in Labor & Delivery. Yeah, that’s a fun story for later.
Oh, and those? Nothing to see here. Moving on…
My change stash. I have no idea why I carry this, actually. I never use cash, but somehow I end up with change floating around and I do NOT want in at the bottom of my bag, so here’s where it goes, presumably to die since it won’t ever be used.
You know what’s missing from this bag though? Mom stuff. No, I totally have some here somewhere. Really! Look! WIPES! (Ok, so maybe I use them to wipe the Reese’s evidence off my fingers. Whatever.)
So what’s in your bag? Because I could use some gum…