Mar 11

I’ve left for SXSW for 7 days…can Jamie survive without me?

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Mar 08

Who would have thought it would have taken 72 hours, 4 malls, 3 cities and 500+ bags before I found the perfect one. And I am not exaggerating. Just ask the people that tried to help me find one.

It was urgent too, because I’m leaving for SXSW this Thursday and I needed something that was comfortable and usable. My current bag has fulfilled more than its purpose but is on its last legs.

But why did it take so much effort to find the perfect one? Well, because it’s exactly that – perfect. And anything perfect is worth the effort.

Seriously though, I did not expect it to be this difficult. But apparently I am the only person on the planet that needs all of these features in one bag.

1. A full shoulder strap
I’m not sure if I’m the only one but I can only carry stuff on one shoulder – my left. I don’t know what it is, but when I sling something on my right shoulder it always slides off, I’m constantly adjusting…it’s just uncomfortable.

This is not a problem when the bag weighs 1.3 pounds.

But when I have my computer, charge cord, wallet, newspaper, latest book I’m reading, and a few girly essentials – it becomes painful over time if I can’t adjust it.

This is why having the full strap is so important – I can carry this bag in multiple ways.

2. It’s not leather – but it’s not trying to be.
Don’t get me wrong, I loooove leather. I would have bought a leather one had it come with all the extra features. But I preferred one that’s made from a more durable material , something that won’t show wear over time. The less I have to care about what I smash, scrape, drop or throw my bag on, the better.

3. It’s pretty.
During my bag hunting adventures I found a ton of gorgeous bag that wouldn’t be good for my computer. I found a n even greater number of very useful bags for my computer that were equally hideous. I was starting to develop a complex, I mean, I couldn’t be the only working woman on the planet that needed a durable bag that didn’t look like some ugly, fat briefcase?!

4. I’m not carrying a rug.
You know those bags. They are flippin’ huge. My friend calls them “rug purses” because that’s exactly what it looks like – as though you are carrying a rug. This is big, but it’s thin. I can have it on my lap during my commute and it doubles as a perfect tabletop for when I’m doing my crossword (or typing on my computer).

5. There’s more than one pocket.
Again, a pet peeve of mine with the latest style of purses is the sack look. Huge bags that have no compartments, zippers or separations of any sort. How the flip am I supposed to find a damn thing? I need to minimize wasted time. When I stick my hand in I know exactly wear my BlackBerry/lip chap/pen/charger is going to be.

6. Zippers vs. flaps
Efficiency people. Flaps get in the way. They’re also not as secure as zippers.

7. Quality
I neglected to tell you the time I found the ‘i-thought-it-was-a-perfect-bag’  bag. I was so excited because it was on my first excursion. It had all of the necessary features (except it was leather, but I was flexible on that one). I was so excited I sat outside of the store and spent a good 15 minutes transferring things from my old bag to my new one. I slung it over my shoulder and SNAP went the “metal” clasp. I returned it immediately, thoroughly annoyed but in the end thankful it happened then and not when I was on an airplane. But it was NOT a cheaply priced bag and that really annoys me. Why charge so much when the thing is actually crap?

In the end, I recognize that my bag troubles are attributed to the fact that I am so picky but I know what I want and I know what I like (and don’t like). And realistically, I’m so happy with my purchase that I actually want to go and buy a few more bags just to have on hand. Not many people can say that about stuff they purchase.

So where did I end up finding the bag? In the most unlikely place – Indigo books. And it was all thanks to a suggestion made by James. Well, that, and a complete sense of desperation.

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Mar 06

I was standing in the shower, holding a large, empty pot, and crying. The water had been turned off for about 10 minutes and one leg was propped up on the ledge, covered in shaving cream, and my hair was matted with conditioner.

It was at this point I realized I needed to start blogging again.

Honestly, it’s an outlet I missed and I suppose considering the situation (and my last blog post) my life isn’t actually boring. Truthfully, I really miss writing.

Speaking of truth, that’s something you are going to get more of on this blog. If you know me you know I’m incredibly difficult to get along with at times because I am so truthful. I’m pretty in your face when it comes to rights and wrong and everything in between. But I wasn’t really like that in my writing. Consider me inspired.

Okay, let’s get back to the depressing shower scene that’s I’d rather not admit.

The culmination of actions that led me to that point could take forever to explain. I’d rather save them for different blogs posts, so I’ll be brief where I can and explain later.

I was crying because I was going on day 6 of no sleep. I wasn’t sleeping because I was looking after my mother-in-law’s dog. The dog is obese and is a pug so it snores. Constantly. It also had colitis (not diagnosed at point of crying) and was shitting all over those house. I was watching the dog because my mother-in-law went to Australia for 3 weeks (I was half way through that stint at point of crying). I was taking a shower because we had just spent an hour cleaning the dog and cleaning up after it and I needed to be cleaned. And I was holding an empty pot because I was waiting for James to come up with the next one. I needed the next pot of hot water because there was no hot water left in the pipes.

I told a friend that I would hope that the story would sound funny the next morning. It didn’t. But it does sound kinda funny now. I suppose that’s what writing does for me.

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