Boy does my shoulder hurt!

I woke up this morning with a small, annoying pinch in my shoulder. "Maybe I slept in a funny position", I thought. It can certainly happen when you are sharing your bed with two small but snugly dogs.
But by the time I made it to the office, the left shoulder was definitely lower than the right. A rapid fire search of WebMD did not produce any conclusive diagnosis, so I have pushed on through the day.
At lunch I had to run a few errands and pick up a couple of things... and wouldn't you know...there goes the shoulder again. Okay, maybe the canned goods from the store that I was schlepping back to the office might have something to do with it (there was a sale), but surely I do not carry SO much stuff on a regular basis that this would be the cause.... would it?

So let's see...
In my tote bag I have (which, by the way is canvas with leather trim... lighter than the usual all leather version I tend to carry during the winter):

• a pair of shoes
• sunglasses
• reading glasses (two pair)
• leather ring-bound date planner (I need that feel good sensation of checking things off a paper to-do list!)
• couple of file folders
• 3 Crain's Magazines to read on the bus
• iPod (for when I don't want to read on the bus)
• Makeup bag (really, more of a 1st aid kit with 5 lip glosses..what can I say, I was a girl scout)
• another leather case for all those little items that will get lost if they are not in a little leather case (okay!!! it's an excuse to buy a cute little leather case)
• breakfast and lunch
• umbrella
• tissues, hand sanitizer...other little items
• wallet (oh, and let's talk about the wallet... why do I have over EIGHT DOLLARS IN CHANGE in my wallet!?!?)

Okay, I'm beginning to see the writing on the wall. But I can't be the only woman who carries this much stuff on a daily basis. Especially as a commuter... what if I need something, I can't exactly run home at lunchtime.

Please let me know I am not alone... share some of the items you tote to-and-fro daily!

Maybe I should run to Duane Reade and buy some Ben-gay before I go home....