I've decided I'm a rich bag lady. No, not a street person and we're not talking Pucci, Gucci or Prada here.
I collect, use, enjoy and marvel at bags. All kinds of bags from tiny plastic zip-top or velvet string bags to hold jewelry or tiny things; through zippered purse bags for my Blue Tooth, pharmacy, cosmetics, pens and emergency supplies of Splenda; to bigger and bigger bags for stuff I put away and stuff I drag around.
You'd be amazed at the number of bags I have for yarn and semi-completed (I hate the word, "unfinished") projects. I think every knitter has a goodly number of yarn project bags. I put each of my newly-finished crocheted items in a zip top bag, sit on it, zip it and it stores smaller.
Then there's the bag for last-minute picnics with utensils, napkins, table cloth, etc. that hangs on the back of the laundry room door. You never know when an opportunity for eating at the local park may come up.
I find it gratifying to keep all goodies pertinent to a project in an appropriately-sized, and attractive, bag. For our upcoming road trip I hung a bag on a door knob weeks beforehand and we started gathering cameras, spare batteries, lists, maps, food plan, trip plan, insect spray, etc. so that ideas and their stuff could make it to fruition.
If you don't already think I'm nuts, read on:
I grow veggies and chuck them into the freezer in freezer bags for future consumption. These bags are substantial enough to wash and re-use for other, non-food purposes. Long before it became in vogue to be Green, people were laughing at my clean baggies drying out on the counter.
I have no less than three book bags; to and from the Library book bag; loans from Mother book bag and the ones I can't seem to get to book bag.
Out of season flip-flops, sandals and tennis shoes go into a sports bag.
My suitcases (bags!) have no less that six or seven smaller bags for laundry, shoes, additional cosmetics and toilet articles too big for the airlines, and fragile souvenirs.
I put my blankets, quilts and comforters away in zippered bags in the spring.
Strangely enough, I only have a few purses. Don't get me started on handbags; I have numerous females in my acquaintance that have the most outrageous handbags in size, colors, materials and COST. Given the current trend, my hubby and I get a huge kick out of quietly pointing out handbags to each other while we are waiting somewhere. Some folks people-watch; we purse-watch.
You know, other people don't help. I've been given a multitude of bags from the World Wildlife Fund, the Nature Conservancy, the Audubon Society, Arbor Day, VFW, Humane Society, St Jude, NRA, Republicans, Democrats... Okay, forget that last three, but bags are a huge marketing venue. Ever go to a Home Show? Most of those vendors want to give you a bag and some of them cannot be thrown away!
In preparing for a camping trip, just about everything has to have its own protection from dust or falling in the dirt. I have a big bag of everything you need for a decent cup of coffee. (Hotel or tent, I cannot start the day without a decent cup of coffee.)
Another bag for traveling is one in which you've crammed breakfast bars, cookies, nuts, crackers and those little packets of fruit juice powders. You never know when you might miss a meal on the road.
Many of our trash bins sport plastic trash bags but I draw that line at our pretty designer bins in the bathrooms.
Last, but not least, I have a lovely bag for holding plastic grocery bags hanging over the litter box - you know what those are for.
Am I a rich bag lady or what?
