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About that Bullet Journal

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I think the title kind of indicates the vein down which this post today is gonna go.

That Bullet Journal of mine.

Ya know, that thing I talked about all the way in August? That thing that I talked about with all the enthusiasm I could muster? That thing that I was going  to start dedicating time to each day so that I could organise the hell out of my life? That thing that I bought a shiny new notebook for and a whole bunch of other accessories for?

Yeah that.

It didn’t happen.

I honestly have no real reason for this other than the fact that it kind of went down the line of many other things that I intend to do and then just sort of don’t do…it’s usually because I forget or something or I realise that it was a spur of the moment thing that I was never really going to commit to. I have a history basically. I will not lie to you, there was a part of me that thought that this very blog would be one of those things. This wasn’t the first time that I have set up a blog and at the time I kind of just assumed that it wouldn’t be the last.

But it was the last time in that case. And so, with that new cliche belief of a new year bringing about semi-radical changes and changing the game I decided to give my brand new purple notebook another shot. So I picked it up off my bedroom floor (it was in a pile of books somewhere) and dusted it off to restart it all.

I had to rip some pages out which has messed up with numbering of the pages (which I did get as far as doing over the summer) but the beauty of it all is that ultimately that doesn’t really matter. I’ve got an index and everything. There’s two whole pages dedicated to all the books I plan on reading this year, a clear layout of all the events that I already know about this year, with the space to add new ones as and when they come about. The bare bones are there and there is more flesh making an appearance on it all the time.

I don’t currently write in it daily or anything just because I haven’t quite gotten into that habit and I am terrible at writing tasks down and all that other stuff, but I do do it occasionally. And I am getting better at getting into some form of habit with it. I’m not gonna lie and say that I am miraculously more organised or with it or anything because that would be a lie, but on the days that I do take the time to sit down and write things down that things do feel a bit clearer and I can tell exactly what I need to do and what has already been done. Which you would think would mean that I would do it more often, but it doesn’t…yet.

The more I do it though the more I want to keep it up as a habit, which I felt like when I restarted blogging, so this is a good sign for me and my scattered brain I feel.

Soon, I’ll be like a bullet journal pro…or maybe not, but I will be upkeeping it.

Parentheses count: 1. See you tomorrow!

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