Monday, May 13, 2013

Dear Diary

I wish I could buy one of these journals for each and every one of you.  This was one of the best things that happened to me this past weekend.  Its rival -the mimosa I had bright and early Sunday morning.

No less than three and no more than five journals circulate through my bags at any given point in time.  One for grocery lists, one for To Do lists, one for jotting down thoughts and writing down important numbers, and one is for being lost.  This makes all of them relatively the same journal with one having a few more grocery lists than another and one with the random address I am always hunting down.   It is a great way to stay unorganized while trying very hard not to be.  I have high hopes for this 5 Year Diary.  It will be the rhyme to my reason, I am telling you me.  This way I can finally start recording what I make for dinner (snooze) or record a memorable quote and it won't get lost among nonsensical To Do lists that include the same underlined and circled items on it week after week.  Pure bliss.  Get back to me in five years.  :) 

1 comment:

  1. Oh how I love your joy at the simple things! And while simple, being organized with a beautiful lil book is no small feat! Oh and that mimosa sounds delightful :-)