The day I filled my handbag with water

Today I gave a new meaning to the phrase ‘fishing around in your handbag’ for something. I was in an elective lecture in one room and when it finished needed to go back upstairs for another, so I whisked my (mostly full) drink bottle of the desk and into my bag, without realising the lid wasn’t actually screwed on. You know what happens next. And because I have a nice leather satchel I didn’t even realise for a while that I was actually full of water, so everything got a good fully-immersed soaking. Stuff was floating in there!

And in the middle of a conference one can’t exactly tip a bag full of water out just anywhere or spread the contents of their handbag out to dry. So I did what I could in the bathroom and then for the next lecture I found myself seated between two of the academics making apologies for the strange and unnecessary things I placed around my desk and the things I upended on the floor beneath me. I’m thankful that the book I had purchased was actually in a plastic bag which did a fine job of water-proofing it, and I hadn’t put my notes or bible in my bag just to walk upstairs so they were safe also, and thus the wet paper was minimal. But, folks, my supply of tissues for the day was something else! Honestly ...

So I walked around for the rest of the day with a drenched leather bag and soggy things. I now have those soggy items spread around here at home and my phone in a bag of rice (which seems to be working!). Is it just me or do other people do such things ...