It is Sunday night, and I am sitting here on the couch staring at my grocery list for tomorrow. I have been trying to make my list for 30 minutes and only have 4 things on it. I know for a fact we need more than four things. But what they are is totally beyond me right now.
I always feel a little bit lost in the chaos that is life. To fight this lost feeling, I surround myself with to do lists and calendars. I have a weird addiction to notebooks and journals. Maybe magically they will make my life easier. Lists get started in these pretty books, then forgotten, then I get irritated that I ruined a perfectly good notebook with 5 pages of irrelevant lists. In the end, all of the cute little notebooks end up in the trash.
But recently a new fad popped up on Pinterest. . . the Bullet Journal!
One notebook that contains ALL of your lists! Mind blowing concept here I know. I was always hesitant to try this technique because it seemed so final. What if I started a list and I didn’t like it? The whole book would be ruined. My control freak nature started to let doubts creep in.