That said, I rarely use it. I open up my Blogger screen every morning while sipping coffee and the topic just appears in my mind. I type it in and run with it until the post is complete.
It's my Superpower.
This morning, though, I resisted my inspiration. I put it off. I didn't want to write about it - to share a piece of my soul - because I didn't want to be vulnerable. After all, the subject was private. It was not intended for the whole world to see.
But it would not go away.
So here it is, in all its raw glory.
You need to bond with your planner.
Silly, right? Trivial? Too revealing? Too embarrassing?
Stroking your planner is embarrassing. (Also, my chipped up nails are embarrassing. We shall never speak of The Great Eyebrow Fiasco of 2013.)
Seriously, you need to pick a planner color that you love. I like patterns or textures against a neutral color.
You should pick a size that can stay with you all the time. I like Franklin Covey compact size (about 3 3/4 x 6 3/4), but most prefer Filofax personal size (about 3 1/4 x 6 3/4).
You need planner pages that you love in a layout that works for you. For me, that means FC 365 pages in monthly and weekly.
Decorate with accessories and doodles and stickers and whatever makes you happy.
Or don't decorate at all, if that is your bliss.
Give it a name. Or not. (I am not a named planner sort of Planner'd.)
Treat your planner as a trusted companion and it will serve you for all of your days.
Let the mocking commence. I don't care. I love my planner and the critics can suck it!
Etcetera.
