Seriously, folks, I have nothing… so I give you another knitting bag. This black messenger bag has seen it all for the past 15 years. I paid $5 for it at The Gap. I have gotten every penny back with the uses I have made of it. The black bag has gone on every vacation and every weekend trip since I bought it. And it still keeps going. I even saw its twin in the Houston airport many years ago. This bag is a trooper and it just keeps on going. It is faded, the straps are worn and one of the inside pockets has a hole but it is still in good shape.
I stole its strap buckles to make another messenger bag, thinking that I would then retire the black bag. I have since decided to resew the strap and keep black bag. What can I say? There are so many memories in this bag… if only bags could talk!
Disorganized as usual! I didn’t bother to reorganize this bag since there aren’t any actual projects stored in it now.
It holds all the small bits and pieces that I need for knitting… I often find these things scattered around the house because BC finds them curiously fascinating.
And finally, the black bag holds a stash of small toys to keep BC occuppied when I am out and about. The curious thing is that I haven’t taken this bag out where I need to entertain BC in over a year… and still the toys are in there. You would probably take them out and put them in the toybox but I put them back in the black bag because they belong there… black bag would miss them.