(SIDE NOTE: I didn’t even measure the backpacks before I left, so I just kept picking up zippers and drooping them in a rainbow-shape to see if they looked backpack-sized.
So I got my butt to the fabric store and bought two replacement zippers - the best quality available! No expense spared! It was time to END THE ZIPPER MISERY! Yesterday, though, I decided I was sick of backpack-related complaints - not to mention staring at the two broken zippers every time I opened the front hall closet. I kept promising I’d replace the zippers in their backpacks, and I kept … well, never getting around to it. What can I say? It was December and I was overwhelmed with life. When his backpack zipper broke, I lent him a red-and-black plaid drawstring-y backpack of mine. It seemed easier to give C the dingy-but-still-working backpack D used for school last year. (He’s of the mind that if you buy something and it doesn’t work out, that’s on you, lol.) But I REALLY dislike going to big-box stores (er, most places outside of my house, actually) and my husband refuses to do returns. In hindsight, yeah, I probably should have taken them both back to Walmart and asked about replacements. This past fall, we sprung for the “nicer” backpacks - still from Walmart, of course, because we’re not the frigging Kardashians! The universe rewarded us with two backpack zippers that crapped out not even three months later. We bought super-cheap school backpacks last fall, and they miraculously held together for the entire school year.
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