You Do You, F&*$ Should

Posted by on May 2, 2018

I don’t think I will ever forget the feeling. I was 8 years old in grade 4 and my teacher handed me a brand new agenda full of possibilities for the year to come. While I’ve always been struck with a secret thrill from new school supplies, my relationship with my agendas have been truly special. Over the next 9 years I honed a seriously efficient system with my annual agendas, they kept me on track, gave me things to look forward to and reminded me of important dates not to be forgotten (like the day my crush Connor finally acknowledged I existed!).

Then I went to university and splurged on a beautiful leather bound permanent agenda that you only had to purchase new pages for. Feeling entirely grown up, my bond with my agenda grew stronger. While I used a laptop for most of my notes I clung to my paper agenda that I knew so well. It weighed just as much, if not more than my tiny net-book “laptop” but I lugged it around just the same.

After I graduated from university and started my financial planning practice I abandoned my trusty agenda for a digital system because it was what was expected of me. My new company had provided me with fancy software to manage my clients and calendar so I did as I was told. Surely these professionals know what they are talking about and their digital system will be able to do so much more than my trusty little agenda.

Fast forward 5 years, 2 financial planning companies and countless digital organizational tools and I was still a mess. I had tried them all! Paid ones, free ones, ones that promised to do everything except clean my house!

They. All. Sucked.


Seriously. Nothing kept me as on track as my handy-dandy agenda did during my university days. I missed the simplicity and customization that only an analogue system could provide. Yet I still plugged away with digital systems thinking that there was something wrong with me.

Guys, there was nothing wrong with me, except that I was denying my inner genius. She was screaming at me to stop wasting time and money on digital systems and to go back to something that had already worked! It wasn’t broken so why the hell did I try to fix it?!


Finally this past January, I embraced my inner dinosaur and went in search of a paper organizer that could meet my current needs. Turns out I’m not the only weirdo on the planet. There were hundreds of old-school paper organizers on the market that I could choose from! Two months later I am loving my decision and kicking myself for not getting a clue earlier.

So, why did I just spend all this time telling you a bizarre story about an agenda?

At the end of the day you are your own person. There are going to be things that you do differently than anyone else and the “rules of thumb” or the “proper way” to do something may not fit your particular mould.

And that’s OK!!!!

So ditch the online to do list that is only stressing you out, fold your clothes and towels in that special way that only you know how to do or save for that upcoming road trip using a shoe box under your bed. If it works for you and it isn’t hurting someone else then let your freak flag fly, and tell anyone who says you should do it another way to kiss your ass.

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    May 21, 2018

    Wonderful Post. I too love my paper planner. It’s small enough to fit in my “mom purse” but large enough to do what I need it to do. I just can’t do everything online, I need the feeling of writing with my favorite colored pens and the paper beneath them!

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      May 21, 2018

      Oh man, don’t even get me started on pens! Right now my fav is Frixion by Pilot, best erasable ink on the market hands down! I will go to the ends of the earth for a good pen, which ones do you favor?

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