Ditching Filofax for Happy Planner

I found that the Filofax do not have enough room for what I need. I was going to use all planners for different parts of my life, then my sister showed me her LornaJane and I loved the layout of it. If you don’t know what I’m talking about here they are:2017 Diary

Because of my instant-love for my sister’s diary, that was my first go-to site. Even thought the diary are only $15, based in Australia the shipping would cost more.

And I decided a new planner with a vertical-layout planner would be perfect.

Two brands kept popping up in my research; Te Happy Planner and Erin Condren. I liked the sturdiness of the Erin Condren but there was no way on this pretty little planet that I was willing to splash that much money followed by the bad reviews of wrong formatting, wrong date, bad printing; that it was instantly a no-go.

And I bought:

If you don’t know, it’s The Happy Planner, this will hopefully keep me focused and organised for the rest of 2017 and 2018.

Hopefully it keeps my life on track. It’s working so far!!

You’re weird if you keep a diary!

We were having a conversation one day last week, and one of the guys said a off-hand comment about diaries, along the lines off:

“Who the hell keep a diary?”

It just struck me as odd that she would think such a thing. Why wouldn’t you want to write down your thoughts and feelings to be able to read them years later?

Along with these thoughts I have pictures of younger me and of times gone by with best friends I no longer talk to, but I treasure this book and will keep it for the rest of my life.

Why wouldn’t you want to have a box of memories to read through when you’re old and forgetful?

How about making something that when you’re no longer here that your great-great grand kid or even grandchild can read to see what their grandmother use to be like and what she got up to?

I always remembered when I was a kid/preteen and sitting on my bed at night writing away in my diary that I got off my aunt. I don’t know where it’s gone to now, but I do remember the joy of being able to read back on my younger self’s life and reading about days that I completely forgotten about and just getting a little feeling of younger-me back felt wonderful.

Why wouldn’t you want that? By doing something so simple as jotting down your thoughts for less than five minutes whenever there’s something interesting to talk about?

Is it really that weird nowadays for people to have a diary?

My [hopefully] life-long buddy.

Journal Update! – 4 months and 1 week

So, remember the journal I bought in April? The one I fell in love with after years of wanting a journal?

Sadly, I haven’t been updating it as much as I want to. This is because most of my days aren’t anything to write about. Then I  didn’t bring it with me for my five weeks to Amsterdam, so I’ve only been using it for 3 months.

Every time I put something new into it, whether it be a piece of writing, or a little token from the day, it gets a little bit thicker and I fall more in love it like a total dork.

I was inside the house we have in the back garden this morning, when I came across the bouquet from my sister’s wedding sitting on a box, instantly thinking of another token from my journal, I plucked a tiny rose from it. It’s there because they were supposed to get pressed, but we never got around to doing it.

The front now looks like this:  

What the back looks like:

This is another addition to the journal. My ‘Sassy Sarah’ birthday card! Given to me from the guys I was in Amsterdam with. Remember that post of my freaking out because I was scared I wouldn’t get along with them? Turned out they were all really really nice.

The white piece of paper underneath is my plane ticket home.

I also clipped a few other pieces into it. This is the ticket to my first time at the Guinness Storehouse [stuck onto the journal of said trip]. It’s the last trip my sis and I went on before I left for Amsterdam, and before she went on her honeymoon on her way back to Perth.

From now on, I’m going to try and do at least one adventure-a-week to write about, whether it be going somewhere, seeing something or eating something.

My Journal

Journal 5

I never showed you guys pictures of my journal. This is my pride and joy. I don’t write in it as much as I should [was hoping every-other-day, but three-days a week is good right now

This is where you open it up. That colourful page? That was written in school when I was about 14 about getting a diary, and it took me until now to finally find one that I like.

It has three separate pockets on the front cover, a pend loop and  clip board at the back. It took me forever to find, but I finally found me 3-ring binder.

Journal 4

The bits and bobs you see popping out? A baby pic of my twin brother, a rosette from seven-years of horse riding, a photo of my three friend and I at Tang-Soo-Doo, and then my belt certificate and the dates I got each of my belts.

Next is the big thing that I need to guard with my life…

[which i cannot post up….]

It’s a poem about my grandmother and my family is obsessed over, I was thinking about writing a book about her, but never got to it. But in the short-lived process, I got this poem.

Next is my most prized possession and was shocked when I still had it…my very first novel I wrote when I was 12. During the process of writing this novel, I got completely hooked on writing. Did I know it was going turn into my one big passions in and land me in the path of Journalism and writing? Nope, not a clue.

Journal 2

Last. but not least, is a photo of me and my two friends while we went through the awkward teenage years. Where you’re not a kid, but not an adult either. Here we were our annual Christmas event of going to the pictures.

Journal 1

Now, I need to find more stuff to make it more mine, and I need to make it a daily habit to write in it, but for now I love it and I cannot wait to see it age and look more vintage.

It came!! 

 

Was not expecting it to arrive this morning, I even went for a morning walk instead of sitting at the letter box. 

When I got home the post had already arrived so presumed it hadn’t been delivered. Then a knock on the door. My new journal!!! I was stunned. I tought it was still in stuck in the USA for the last week. 

I need to get myself a paper cutter because the pages I’m putting in need to be cut to size so aren’t straight on one side and the bottom. But who cares, for now. 

I love it!! 

Plannerism – Round Two

  • Steel Ruler,
  • Scissors
  • Paper Puncher
  • Paper Clips
  • Pritt stick,
  • Pencil, rubber and sharpener.

I took the dive and bought…

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I picked it because of it’s size. I’ve been on the search for a journal that’s between a Personal and A5- not too big, but big enough to write on. The rings are 1.5 so I can stuff it really fat. The leather ages and I adore the whole vintage vibe it gives off. There’s also no brand name on it- a bonus.

I’m still trying to recover from the price I paid, and still get hot flushes when I think about it. Just keep telling myself the money had been sitting there for months and wasn’t doing anything- it makes me feel a little better

I can’t wait for it to come in over 3 weeks from now. I don’t know how I’m going to survive. It killed me waiting over a week for my Filofax.

[I knew I was always going to get more than one planner, but honestly did not see myself getting a second within a month of my first.]

On the Lookout for a Leather Diary

Okay, I’ve been running around circles for the last few days trying to get my hand on a  Filofax Malden. But to no avail.

I’m now thinking I should go to flea markets, just to see if I can pick something up, but I doubt I would and would be just wasting my time.

I really wanted a generic leather binder that didn’t have a brand pasted all over it, but Filofax is the closest thing I’m looking for.

Does anyone know of either a 3-ring or 6-ring binder for sale? I just want to vintage-ey look. The only thing is that it has to be brown, no matter the shade, I just prefer it.

Cheers! xx