Hello, curious readers and fellow over-packers! đź‘ś
Today, I’m going to do something wildly personal—something so intimate it might actually make you question your own life choices. I’m doing a “What’s in My Bag?” post. That’s right. You’re about to get a glimpse into the mess I carry around with me every single day. Buckle up, because this is not your average “oh, just some makeup and a wallet” situation. Oh no. My bag is basically a portable black hole where anything can get sucked in, and often, does.
So, let’s dive right in. Here’s what’s lurking in the depths of my bag:
1. The Mysterious Wrappers Collection: Snacks, Snacks, and More Snacks
First off, I don’t know what it is, but somehow, I’ve become a professional snack hoarder. I have at least four empty snack wrappers floating around in there. There’s a half-eaten packet of chips, a wrapper from a chocolate bar I bought two weeks ago, and some mysteriously crumpled crackers that have definitely lost their crunch.
I can’t explain it. It’s not that I need snacks all the time (or do I?), but somehow, I always end up with leftover wrappers. They’re like little time capsules of my bad eating decisions. And every time I dig into my bag, I think, “Oh, hey, that’s where I put those chips!” and then proceed to eat them, crumbs and all.
2. A Lip Balm Collection That Would Make a Dermatologist Proud
You know how some people have a “go-to” lip balm? Well, I have a collection. At least six tubes of lip balm are casually floating in the abyss that is my purse. There’s one with SPF, one that’s tinted (because sometimes you need a little color on the go), one with “healing properties” (does it work? TBD), and about three more that I’ve collected from random places and never remember purchasing.
You’d think that with all these lip balms, my lips would be the best hydrated in the world by now. But, spoiler alert: I can never find the one I need when I actually need it. It’s like they play a game of “hide and seek” every time I open my bag.
3. The Unidentified Object Drawer (AKA My Bag’s “Junk Drawer”)
In the next section of my bag, I’ve got the infamous “junk drawer.” It’s the place where random objects go to die, and every now and then, I open it to find a mess of items that I definitely don’t remember putting in there. Some examples?
- A single sock (just one, no pair. It’s like a sock ghost that haunts my bag).
- A mystery key (that opens… what? Who knows? Maybe a treasure chest).
- A handful of loose change (from who knows how many transactions, and it’s never enough for a coffee).
- A receipt for something I bought three months ago (and now it’s expired, so no refund for me).
If I ever need to find something that doesn’t belong, I know exactly where to look: the junk drawer.
4. The 17 Pens That Don’t Work
I carry pens around because, well, they’re practical, right? But here’s the problem: I only ever end up with pens that don’t work. Like, if there was a contest for the most useless pens, I’d be the reigning champion. I dig through my bag for a pen to sign something, and what do I find? A broken pen, a pen with no ink, and somehow two pens that have mysteriously leaked all over the inside of my bag. It’s like they’ve conspired to ruin my life one ink stain at a time.
By the time I do find one that works, I’m too exhausted from the search to even sign my name legibly.
5. The Never-Ending List of “To-Do” Items
Ah, the sticky notes. They’re everywhere. They stick to everything. They’re the reminder I’m going to forget anyway, but I keep them because… hope?
Right now, I have a sticky note that reads: “Call Mom” (which I obviously haven’t done yet). There’s another one that says, “Buy more toilet paper.” Classic. I also have a reminder that says: “Stop procrastinating!” which I think is truly an inspirational addition to my collection. But does it help? No. I’ll probably just write more notes about more things I won’t do.
6. An Entire Pharmacy (Okay, Just Some Medicine)
Who knew that in case of emergency, all I need to do is reach into my bag? No, I’m not talking about saving the world or solving a crime—I’m talking about the extensive medicine collection I carry around. You know, just in case.
I’ve got:
- Painkillers (because you never know when a random headache will strike).
- Antacids (because, let’s face it, we all eat too much and regret it).
- Cold medicine (because I always feel like I might be coming down with something).
- Cough drops (because I swear I’m going to get sick at any moment).
At this point, my bag has become a mini pharmacy, and I will treat you if you’re feeling under the weather. But don’t ask me for a band-aid. I don’t carry those.
7. The Mystery of the Missing Hair Ties
No matter how many hair ties I start with, there’s always one problem: I can never find one when I need it. They vanish into the abyss of my bag like they’re being swallowed by the bag’s secret universe. The few I manage to find are so stretched out they could probably hold up a tent if needed, but that’s it. I’ll dig through the bag, pull out random receipts, and then—bam—find the one hair tie that’s about as effective as a rubber band.
The Final Verdict:
So, there you have it. The chaotic, yet strangely efficient contents of my bag. It’s like a mobile disaster zone—but in a super convenient, highly organized way. Who knew that a bag could hold so many mysteries, yet still somehow serve its purpose of holding… well, stuff?
If there’s one thing I’ve learned from this whole experience, it’s that bags are more than just accessories. They’re portable storage units for your bad habits, snack obsession, and questionable decisions. But at least I’m always prepared for an impromptu snack break or a random headache.
Thanks for reading my slightly ridiculous “What’s in My Bag?” tour! Now, what’s in your bag? I’m dying to know!
Stay tuned for more wild and totally relatable adventures here at Learn with Pari!
