What a Difference a Calendar Makes

The date today is Friday, March 9, 2012 and I finally broke down and bought myself a 2012-2013 Planner. (A little late, I know.)

It cost me all of $9 at Wal-Mart. It looks identical to the one I had in 2011-2012 – except they’ve updated the scenic photographs of deserted beaches and brightly colored Adirondack chairs, giving me countless new places to fantasize about escaping to one of these days.

It’s nothing fancy – just a spiral book of paper with a protective, plastic cover (which will come in handy when I inevitably spill my coffee all over my desk, hopefully not too close to my computer.) It has no handy dandy alert or availability selection like the iPhone I’ve been trying to program to organize my life so far this year.

It’s nothing at all but a calendar, and I have a feeling it is going to revolutionize my life!

I’ve made reference to it before, but I’ll say it again – I’m a list maker. I have a spiral notebook I’ve been carrying around all year – to coordinate with the calendar in my phone – and I feel like I make lists about lists. And I’ve tried to stop, but I can’t. So I’m giving in and heading back to the old-fashion way of keeping track of my life.

My sister will probably disapprove since she tried so painstakingly to get me on the technological fast track over the Christmas holiday, but she need not worry. I will still utilize my iPhone. Because like I said above, my planner doesn’t have an alert feature that will remind me to pick my daughter up from preschool (something I actually forgot to do one day, I’m embarrassed to admit.) It also reminds me that said daughter has gymnastics Tuesday nights…speaking of, I probably ought to bump that reminder back a few minutes considering there has been more than one occasion when I heard that faint little ‘ding’ fifteen minutes before gymnastics only to go flying into a frenzy of leotards and hair bands as we raced out the door.

I think the planner probably fits my personality better anyway, because I tend to be a little old-fashion (hard to believe from the mom with rap music on her iPod), but it’s true. I’d rather read an actual newspaper than look at my computer screen. I still keep all of my business files in folders in my filing cabinet (color coated, of course.) As much as I love modern music, they don’t make it like they used to – (I listen to the Great Standards music channel on my TV while I clean house, cook dinner…pretty much anything when nobody’s home to complain.) And there’s ABSOLUTELY, ONE-HUNDRED PERCENT NO TECHNOLOGY that can ever replace the feeling I get when I receive a hand-written card or letter in the mail.

Have a great weekend everyone. And know that while you’re out and about I will be at home crossing exciting things off my to-do list – like resealing the bathroom wallpaper seams and attempting to remove six months worth of play-dough, markers and unwanted food thrown down for the dogs from my dining room rug.