Organize, Schmorganize

As I sit here today, printing out pages and pages of blog organizational ideas, I have to laugh at the fact that even though I mean well, I won't use any of them. I am the world's best organized mom wannabe. If you looked at all of the binders, organizers and calendars I purchase per year, you would conclude that my life is perfectly scheduled down to the minute. Things are color coded, I have special pockets for colored pens, multi-colored post-its, scissors and a hole-punch. I searched and searched for the cutest and most practical calendars and filled my Pinterest boards with ideas. I went to Staples and copied and bound organizers, perfect, cute, just-for-me organizers.
And I haven't used a one.
I meant well. I used it for a week, and boy did I do a superb job at writing everything down. Then I missed a day. Then, two. Then, a whole week. Finally, I just resigned myself to the fact that I suck at being organized, but I look pretty dang good doing it!
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