Another Failure

I almost said colossal failure, referring to last week's blog about downsizing my purse, but it seemed extreme for a handbag issue. As so often happens when I get excited about something, I don't always think through, or in this case, remember, all the important details. I remembered the small black purse that held the absolute essentials I wouldn't wanted to have stolen while traveling. I also figured that since I don't carry my Kindle around (it's a wonderful tool for travel, but I'm a paper girl all the way) I'd have some room to spare. Imagine the sound of a game show buzzer here. What I forgot was that on that trip I had a good-sized carry-on with the hair brush, tissues, datebook (I told you, paper) that count as essentials in my everyday life. So when I tried to stuff the bare necessities into that little black bag, it was all lumps and bumps. It looked like a small animal was trying to fight it's way out. Clearly, this wasn't the answer to my it's-too-heavy problem with the bags I've been carrying for years. What is the answer? Moderation. A middle ground. In other words, probably something along the lines of those just-a-little-too-small bags I gave away a couple of years ago. Well, don't I feel silly. On the plus side, I still get to do some shopping just for fun.