….I have found the suitcase open, collecting snow,
still holding your vade mecum of the infinite,
The Lost Suitcase by Carolyn Forché
It would be nice to have a handbook that contained everything I ever needed to know about anything. I once had a Brownie Scout Handbook. Then a Girl Scout Handbook. Then, much later, a Big Book. But the only thing I could carry with me all the time was “a great big Brownie smile” and I often forgot to put that on. It’s amazing how much stuff I carry around now. This morning, for example, I carried
- Kindle
- cell phone
- iPod
- shampoo
- soap
- towel
- lock
- lotion
- deodorant
- face cream
- make-up
- hairbrush
- comb
- wallet
- keys
- clear nail polish
- toothpaste and toothbrush
- eyeglasses
- sunglasses
- bills to pay
- checkbook
- stamps
- return address labels
- Oxford Magazine
- Advil
- Scrunchies
- Gym entry card
- Diet Dr. Pepper
- Knee brace
John left with his keys and a wallet. Why is my life so complicated?
Because… women prepare for every eventuality. That’s a fact. If a woman does not have something she will panick therefore creating a scene which goes against her reputation. A man can typically shrug it off.
Basically, we are the all knowing and emotional species.
(this was in no way meant to reduce the female down to gibbering, walking phobics of anything happening, but to reiterate that I do the same too).
Some people just like to have a lot of stuff with them. I generally overpack and bring all types of clothing to be prepared for all kinds of weather. Usually don’t use it…