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!!
300,000 word goal for 2016. I was going to start in December, but decided that starting my count from January 1st will be the easiest and I won’t feel like I’m cheating.
Here’s my bundle:
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.
- Steel Ruler,
- Paper Puncher
- Paper Clips
- Pritt stick,
- Pencil, rubber and sharpener.
I took the dive and bought…
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.]