When I was in Middle School, I was forced to write in a planner given to me by my homeroom teacher. In it was a full calendar, a day planner to write my homework assignments in, tables & graphs, and a section for notes. I loved it - with its embellished horses in the front and blue & white motif. We were the mighty mustangs and yes, we needed to write down our school assignments and when Open House was.
I also invested my weekly allowance to purchase a black faux leather Pochacco planner from the Sanrio store. I remember it being $13... a large sum in my eyes, but it was worth it. I carried these planners with me. Wholeheartedly. I was afraid to write on its colorful lines --- it seemed so permanent and I was afraid to tarnish the pages with my scribble.
Since then, I've been a planner. It's the alpha female in me --- overly controlling and possessive. It's one of the few things I have in my life I have full control of. Some people may think it's silly or useless, but having things written on paper feels good to me - the permanency of ink on paper, letters that formulate into goals, and a delightful check once completed. Yes, I am one of those. It helps me look back. Appreciate. Reflect.
So, it comes as a 'no-brainer' for me to spend an afternoon planning. To really hash it out with another creative mind. And, there will be more of these afternoons ahead filled with hot tea & cupcakes, ideas exchanged, and lots and lots of of dreaming.
My word for 2011 is "fun". To incorporate that in my actions, in the pictures I take, in everything I do. Fun, fun, fun. And, yes, planning to me is fun. I'm excited to share what I've got cookin'. My journey has started... thanks for joining me on this ride.
lub,
Lizzi
My word for 2011 is "fun". To incorporate that in my actions, in the pictures I take, in everything I do. Fun, fun, fun. And, yes, planning to me is fun. I'm excited to share what I've got cookin'. My journey has started... thanks for joining me on this ride.
lub,
Lizzi
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