How’s The Dead Week treating you? Today I had the unnerving experience of opening a planner I’d ordered after considering the many options out there, particularly the ones recommended by Damespal Lizzie Sandercock in this very newsletter and decided on a Happy Planner. I do need to inject some joy into my life and even watched a bunch of YouTube videos on How Planners Work.
I haven’t had a planner in years; I make do with a note to myself every night, sent via email, on what to do the next day and a Google Calendar. Long-term planning? Fuck if I know! As the year draws to a close, I start to think about the better, more thoughtful, more organized person I want to pretend I’m going to morph into in 2023 and that person has an efficient, full, helpful planner.
Today I opened my new planner and immediately felt a surge of doubt and panic and slammed it shut and pushed it away. I don’t know how to be a planner person; I always kind of half-assed it and now that no one’s looking and no one cares how I spend my time, that remaining half-ass has shakily flounced away. I don’t feel great about it and have spent the whole day in a funk until I finally roused myself out of the mope swamp and realized all I really wanted to do today for sure was write some recommendations for the Semi-Annual Sale happening at Bath & Body Works and it’s not going to write itself, nor would I want it to because I may not know where to even start with a planner, there are some good, cheap scents at the ol’ B&BW and who knows, maybe you got an awkward gift certificate for the holidays and need some help choosing something and THAT I can do. It’s a weird, niche talent and I thank you for indulging me and being here with me.
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