So... At a meeting for house coordinators, bosslady asked me to show everybody my bullet journal, because other people are forgetting things and losing track of things and I am so on top of stuff. I was happy to share. That bullet journal really does help me a lot. Thank you, Hil, and other bullet journaling Buffistas for pointing the way.
Later in the day, I was 25 minutes late for a training session via Skype because I spaced out about it.
Yup.
Yup indeed.
I've been using my bullet journal since February. I'm not sure if it's making me more organized, but it is helping me track where my reach is exceeding my grasp. I've been putting in aspirational "to-do"s and hitting about 1 in 3, and that's helping me see what I'm choosing as a priority, as opposed to what I think I want to do. It let me track when I was sick and realize that, no, it didn't just feel like it had been going on forever, I really had been sick for four weeks, and I probably needed to see someone about that. And it's satisfying to check things off. So I'll probably keep on with it for at least a while longer.
Trying to prepare myself to go to the library, and for the fact that Roberta will no longer be there. This sucks.
The main gain from bullet Journaling for email is that I don't lose track of my billable hours. Writing the down works but apps dont.
I'm sorry, sj. I hope going to the library will bring happy memories.
Hi gang. I've been away forever, pretending Ginger and ita were still available by board.
It made me very sad when I saw my last post about how much I miss Ginger.
But -
I have important bookstore related news relevant to the Buffistas... especially since Renee is hoping to have more author-oriented events at her new store.
Love and Kisses to all.
Hi, KB!
The library store was actually closed today in honor of Roberta. I saw a couple people I knew there and only burst into tears once. The funeral is Monday, and thankfully TCG was able to get the day off.
Hi sj! How big is your ltc now?
19 months old! Can you believe it? High energy, running around, and talking in four word sentences. She loves to pretend to read.
Aw. Sounds adorbs. I used to pretend to read my way through the giant Sears Roebuck catalogs we had back in the Sixties... and now look at me: a house full o'books.
Yeah, my son memorized his favorite books and pretended he was reading before he figured it out. He was so ridiculously pleased when the pieces came together. He still is a fool for books at 25. The younger son couldn't care less about them as a toddler, and still doesn't.
