I've met all of my deadlines. I've blogged (some), but as far as the book goes? I just haven't had the time or the energy. We'll blame the holidays. Also, we'll blame the fact that my life has seemed completely unorganized.
Last night as I lay in bed watching Orange Is The New Black, I was jealous of the fact the the girls (not the inmates...that's so rude) were putting together a newsletter. I ached wanting to write, but since it was well after midnight, I couldn't very well justify getting out of bed and writing. Plus, I was unorganized. What would I write anyway?
So, I looked at (lusted after) Erin Condren's Life Planners. Then I watched her video and learned about the coolness of her life planners. All of a sudden I'm a former meth head with my hands in the air shouting hallelujahs like Pennsatucky was bringing the word to the community room at Litchfield.
Then I bought one. I bought a life planner. It arrives in two weeks. I cannot wait to get myself organized.
'Cause, really, all I am missing from getting organized is a pretty life planner.
