The Crazy Suburban Mom: 2012-07-29

Hobonichi Cousin Planner in my Filofax

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

A disorganized, cluttered, and imperfect joy

There's just something about planners.  I bought my first one decades ago; a cheap no-name purple striped plastic job a little bigger then a personal Filofax but smaller then an A5.  I wasn't shopping for one but when I held it and flipped through the neat, organized pages I imagined a better life.

I wasn't sure how or why my life would work better if I took it home, but something inside told me to buy it, so I did.  

And that's as far as I got.  I opened it all the time but never wrote a thing; I didn't want to wreck the neat pages or use it wrong. It frustrated me and eventually I gave it to a friend  who was in a Doctorate Program ( in a different state ).

 I forgot about my planner until I visited my friend several years later.  I was awed; she'd done what I couldn't accomplish.  It was stuffed to busting and falling apart from years of daily use. I wanted to dive in to it and look at my friends life from the inside out.  But I just couldn't bring myself to ask - It seemed too intimate a thing to paw through. 

All I did was gaze at this study of perfectly, disorganized organization and feel liked I'd failed somehow.

She'd managed to do what I couldn't. I was enchanted... And jealous.  I stewed about it for quite some time, eventually buying a Portland Personal.


But I couldn't get that to work either. Back then I didn't know that planner needs are unique, what works for one person - fails miserably for another.  My Portland, like the cheap purple plastic planner, sat around unused  but I didn't give up hope. I couldn't bring myself to give this one away.

Last year I found Philofaxy and realized it wasn't the planner that was the problem.  It wasn't me either really. The failure was a function of not knowing what might work for me plus the inertia I experience in the pursuit of perfection.  

Shortly after that revelation I knew I could make a planner work; I just had to keep trying...


I bought planners right and left...


A rainbow of them; big and small.


Some I ordered online at full price...


Others arrived in the mail with foreign postmarks...



Some were heavily discounted, some not.  






They all appeal to me, though some work better then others. 


I make each one a singular thing, individual... Me.


Adding whatever makes me want to open them multiple times a day.


And will help me manage my life.


Some pages are more art then appointments.


Others have an eclectic Smash Book vibe.


Some pages are almost meditative...


Some don't fit any category but their imperfection still rings right.

 No  matter how well each one works (or doesn't) they all help me manage my life in some way and give me that same  jolt of organizing adrenaline.

 The cheap purple plastic one didn't work but  it did fulfill it's promise of a better life.  Without that first spark of  possibility I'd never have gotten the others.  As many people throughout history have noticed, everything that doesn't work brings you closer to what does. 

And I get closer to Planner Nirvana all the time but if I never get quite there, that's okay too.   As Greg Anderson said,  “Focus on the journey, not the destination. Joy is found not in finishing an activity but in doing it.”

And this journey does give me joy;  a disorganized,  sometimes cluttered and always imperfect joy, but joy none the less.



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Ad of the day, August 7, 2012 Mail Order cars...

Sears Roebuck used to sell cars and houses, did you know that?  The Allstate was a bit of a high end model at the time sporting luxury fabric or leather interiors, a unique grille and jet-plane hood ornament.  Fancy!


The fabric interiors were made by the Saran Division of Dow Chemicals (The Saran Wrap people.)  I kind of love these interiors. 


I'd love a car interior like these; they beat today's sorry interior choices by a country mile. 

This ad is from The American Home Magazine, 1948

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Saturday, August 4, 2012

Decluttering Command Center!


This last week was the Annual Jersey Shore Declutter Fest.  I do it every year when my family goes to the beach.  I start cleaning the second they leave and work to up the second they come home.  ... No matter how hard I work, I never finish.

Housework is a cruel mistress...  

Physically it's always an intense week; a few years ago I  herniated a disk in my back moving furniture up and down the stairs.   I don't do that anymore.  

This was the first year I used my Filofax as a command center.  I wrote a to-do list for the week and it was very satisfying to mark things DONE!




I had some technical issues with the video.  I tried for hours yesterday to upload it and got no where, dropping the quality helped but I lost a few minutes of audio.   Maybe some day I will have the video thing down, but not today.

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Thursday, August 2, 2012

ad of the day, August 2, 2012, Pointy...


Vintage bra ads are odd...

Compared to most, this one isn't bad.




The images make me giggle...


The expressions are priceless...



Odd... they seem to follow you around the room...

A person could be in for  serious bodily harm should they end up on the business end of this bra,  which might explain why they are called bullet bras...

According to wiki a bullet bra is: A full-support bra with cups in the shape of a paraboloid with its axis perpendicular to the breast. The bullet bra usually features concentric circles of decorative stitching centred on the nipples. Invented in the late-1940s, they were still being sold well into the 1980s.

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Wednesday, August 1, 2012

ad of the day, August 1, 2012 Fridge Contents

All images are clickable for maximum fridge goodness


Yet another picture of fridge contents...


This one doesn't have identifiable brands...


Most do...


A lot of the food is in containers too, which is very different.  

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