The start of the new school year means that the kids get new school supplies, and mama gets a brandy-new planner. This year, I sprang for a good one, instead of my usual dollar store knock-offs. It needs to last all year, at least, and not fall apart three months in.
I undid the rubber band holding it closed, and listened to the binding crack as I opened it up.
Empty little boxes are waiting for me to mar them up. I’ll fill them in, cross things out, and rewrite things again.
Appointments, baby showers, dance recitals, dentists, doctors, menus, and every other thing that I can’t seem to remember unless it’s written down in 13 different places.
I know it makes me a nerd, but I’m totally geeking out over my new planner.
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