Anyone who knows me might keel over and die when they find out what I just bought. For the first time in my life….I bought a calendar. I don’t know whether to celebrate or cry. I have always been able to organize everything in my mind just fine. I am still pretty fine with how I do things. But lately I’ve found that when people ask about a certain date, I get an inkling that I “have something” that day…I just don’t remember what that “something” is. At least this way, when I excuse myself from an activity, I will have a legitimate reason, instead of, “I know I have something, but I don’t remember what it is or what time it is.” I also might show up where I am supposed to when I am supposed to. I think Micah and my mom might have a special party in my honor because of my recent purchase.
But as I write this….I am starting to perspire under my arms just a bit. Who wants a schedule. Who needs a schedule. Certainly not me! We’ll see how this goes. Time will tell.
Talk about buyer’s remorse!
(August 12th update — My calendar is still on May, with scribbling all over it from Skylar.)
| DESIGN BY