I can’t get no Satisfication (It’s in the Bag)

As I have observed before, I like things just so.  And I am addicted to briefcases, messenger bags, and the like.  And as I’ve (almost certainly) observed beforel, I’m going to quit buying them.

Right.

Well, at least I’m going to try.

All of this is introduction to say that I think the bag I bought almost five years ago is still the best.

I don’t know if it’s the best because it’s simple (it doesn’t have “organizer” pockets–I lamented the absence of these back when I first bought it, but now I’m glad it doesn’t have them), because it’s small (it barely holds a 12.5″ laptop, plus folders), because it’s quiet (no clips or toggles to attach the strap, and no Velcro anywhere), or just because I’ve had it so long. Maybe it’s the color (medium brown).

No matter how much I find nicer or fancier bags, I keep going back to this one.  I’ll try the others for a month or so, then it’s back to the Europa.  I like this bag.

And I think it’s taught me a lesson, or at least it will serve as an excuse for a lesson:

Don’t be afraid of change, but don’t seek it out unnecessarily.

Actually, it was my bike that taught me part of this lesson.  Back in 2012 I was riding my favorite bike when I got hit by a car and it died and I didn’t.  The frame was a 1986 (iirc) Trek 560.  I was so in love with that bike that I wanted to reproduce it, new frames like that being difficult to find.  But having a custom frame built proved to be costly, so I ended up with something quite different (details on that are elsewhere, starting here and here).

And you know what?  It’s been fine.  Change isn’t the end of the world.

But at the same time–back to the bag–change isn’t something to be sought out for its own sake.  Familiarity is also fine.  If the reason I still like this bag is because I like this bag, then there’s no reason to try to replace it in order to improve on it.

Decades ago I had a class in formal organizations at the University of Minnesota where I learned the term satisfice.  I think my relationships–to this bag and this bike–mean that I’ve finally learned to satisfice.

At least I hope so.

 

 

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