I Don’t Carry the Same Bag Anymore

Glow Girls already know I’m a tote girl.

I almost always have one hanging from my shoulder, usually carrying far more tiny pouches than any reasonable woman should need. 😆

But I realized recently that I don’t carry the same tote anymore.

I used to have The Tote. 😏

Now, apparently, I have a bag for the kind of day I’m having.

This one is my piano-day bag.

My son’s piano days mean a short trip to the mall, a little waiting around, maybe a few errands, maybe something to eat, and then home. I don’t need to bring half my life with me.

And, the rainy season has started. So it’s much cooler now.

But I still have to bring some of our anti-heat things.

These are my usual things

But this is still a lot less than my summer tote.

And maybe that’s the real change.

I used to pack for everything that might happen.

Now I pack for the day I’m actually going to have.

It helps that the season has changed.

So, I guess I pack for the day I’m actually going to have in the current season.

And I’m leaving these things. Well, not the fan because even in this weather, I discovered that my son still overheats. So the fan goes back into the tote.

Of course, this isn’t my smallest bag.

There’s another tote for even shorter days.

It has fewer things in it.

I think.

…Actually, let me check. 😂

—-

With elegance and quiet fire,
Lady E

Founder, Glow by Lady E
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