My daughter and I had a lovely time at Kirkstall Abbey deli market this afternoon, despite the fact there were no people selling apples, even though I understand this is Apple Weekend.
Sadly, the day was marred by someone helping themselves to my purse, either in the playground across the road from the market or at the Asian supermarket we went to afterwards. Fortunately, the purse didn’t have a lot of cash in it, and I’ve now all but finished the round of emails and phone calls to cancel the old set of cards and order replacements. However, I am sad about losing the purse, which was relatively new and quite expensive.
At the same time, I realise I have been carrying far too much around with me in that purse – for the next week or so until I’m back on track (if I return to my old ways), I think my shoulders will thank me for having a lighter bag. And I also realise that even the virtual world of the internet, my life is normally tied up in the virtual world of bits of plastic instead.
Yet, during the coming days I know I will still function very well without all the bank cards, store loyalty cards and other paraphenalia I generally carry around. I will undoubtedly find it quite liberating not to have to fight temptation: if it’s not in my purse, then it’s too bad. So, will I then take the next step and do things more like next week than last into the future?