Ahh, Monday morning. I actually like Mondays, because I like having time on my own where I can organize myself and create things.
This is the first proper week of the new year — or so it feels like — and over the weekend I made a new “book of days” (I’m calling it). Last year, I did a little tear-off planning page for every work day, and then I had a paper calendar, but this year it made sense to incorporate those so that I don’t miss appointments or double-book myself.
I also wanted to do this just as a creative project, because I’ve not made a book in a while. I saw one of my old planners on the shelf and liked how it looked with all its tabs and colours, and wanted to do that again. This was the biggest book I’ve ever assembled, I think, and I didn’t make a single mistake in sewing the signatures (groups of pages) together — a first!
So here it is, Monday morning, and it’s time to use my planner. I’ve had breakfast, altered the dog’s wee winter jacket so it won’t cover his willy (since peeing is kind of the point of going for walks), walked him, made a coffee…. Now it’s time to slowly, gently approach the tasks I want to get done today.