Suddenly Routine

Ever since I decided to go back to school, there have been some really important things to think about. Wondering what they are?

Maybe:
Who’s going to watch Anna while I’m in class?
How am I going to pay for all of this?
Should I live at home or in the dorms? (ha!)
Is my brain actually up for the challenge?
What is going to happen when my unemployment runs out?

All good questions, but the most important one is, “What am I going to carry all my stuff around in?”

Frivolous, right? Yes. But fun. I’ve been searching for the perfect bag that fits the following requirements:

• Roomy enough for a couple of books, notebooks, water bottle, snacks and various purse things like phone, wallet, etc. Oh, and a laptop needs to able to fit in there too.
• Separate compartments.
• Comfortable to carry. You know, I’m an old person now, I don’t want to throw my back out or break my hips or something.
• And it has to look good.

My husband says that I should get a good backpack or one of those rolling cases. Rolling case? Ha ha ha… no. And while a back pack would probably save my back, I am what you’d call a busty gal. Back pack straps would squish the girls and push them out pretty far. I’d be bumping into people in front of me. I’m a married woman, my flirting days are over.

I’ve ordered a bunch of bags from zappos and ebags that looked promising online, but didn’t work in person. Mostly they were too small. I’ve since sent them all back. Here are some of the other ones I’m considering.

I am open to new suggestions. Ideally, I’d like to keep to under $100. But if the bag of all bags makes an appearance somewhere, I might reconsider. It would have to be one bad ass bag though.

The irony (maybe not irony, but I’m not sure of the correct word here) is that I think I might have the perfect solution upstairs in the attic. It the bag I got from my old company during the big re-branding of 2005. So it has their logo on it. But it’s roomy and comfortable to carry. I’ll have to dig it out. Maybe I could cover up/scratch off/pick out the logo and just enjoy the bag without looking at it and getting all bitter about my job being eliminated. (No, I’m not bitter, I don’t give the stink-eye to the company every time I drive by the building or anything…)