YOU BUJO? The Bullet Journal System and How I Use It.

What is a Bullet Journal?

an analog planner system. a work of art. a time capsule.

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Any discussion of the bullet journal has to start with this guy and his method:

Frankly, I think that video is about as fascinating as watching paint dry, but you have to cover the basics first.

The Bullet Journal is a fast and flexible way to:
Track the Past.
Organize the Present.
Plan for the Future.

The Bullet Journal System Includes:
an Index
a Future Log
Monthly Logs
Daily Logs
Collections

You asked how I use mine, and the answer is something of a mix of methods.

Basics first.  Here’s why I choose to spend my time on a Bullet Journal:

  • it’s fun.
  • it’s handy
  • it’s a way to organize my life the way I need it organized.
  • it’s the opportunity to plan or create my life one day at a time
  • it’s one place I can keep all my appointments, to dos, and lists so I’m not forever hunting down where a thing is written. It’s all in one spot. at least that’s the goal.

Here’s a peek into my process…

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My very first ‘bullet journal.’ It almost doesn’t count, but I’m embarrassed about it so I’m posting it first.

It’s very easy to get overwhelmed in the bullet journaling world, especially if you’re a creative. If you Google or Pinterest Bullet Journal or BUJO, you will see all kinds of amazing art coming out of these journals and their creators.

I fell prey to this overload when I first started trying to craft the perfect bullet journal. You may have noticed some things about it: First, it’s way too big to be practical and it’s completely unused.  Those things are not unrelated. Not all the spreads are blank, it’s true, but the majority are. Second, and what you can’t see: all the time it took to set up these spreads exhausted me too much to use them. I was constantly ‘behind’ with very little motivation to ‘catch up.’ I ended up with a book full of pretty spreads that never got used.

Let’s look at my second go. It went a lot better.

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My first REAL BUJO! As in it says so on the front. It’s official.

Just as there are creatives, there are purists and/or minimalists who only use their journals for productivity and planning. They dispense with the doodles and decorations and only use the bullet point system.

This is a spread from my birthday week several years ago and you can see it’s pretty straightforward. It’s not even colorful. For reference, this is not me trying to do the BUJO system ‘right.’ I never tried that because I recognized from the beginning its limitations for me. These are examples of how I used the BUJO as I was working out systems that serve me.

Fast forward a year or two and you get this one:

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3rd BUJO

Same but different. Not a lot of detail or consistency, but it is color coded and has tasks and migration. You can see in both examples how I was moving into weekly spreads instead of daily logs. Like many people, I prefer the weekly log to a monthly and daily, though I definitely have the monthly task list and I’m now considering moving daily pages into my BUJO.

Fast forward another year or two…and a lot of time dedicated to how I wanted to spend my time money and effort…and we get the current process [let me know if you’d like to see more of these pages]:

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Birthday Week again…2020!

This week when I set up my BUJO I really paid attention to what I do. here’s what I learned:

  • I need to know the day of the week and the date. Example: Tuesday, February 25th. Or I am lost.
  • It needs to be pretty. Pretty means color coordinated. and Stickers. I’m not a doodler or hand letterer. I like themes but also don’t like to spend a lot of time decorating any one thing.
  • It needs to be colorful. Colorful often means pink
  • Otherwise, it needs to be largely blank. Every week is different and I never know how much space a given day will take up. I use post its for overages.

This is as far as I’ve come and I’m proud to be where I am. This spread also looks perfect and unused…because it’s this week (and it’s not blank anymore). I’ve actually found enough of a system to be able to plan ahead!

I had fun coordinating and putting together the month. Future me is already thankful for all the hard work I put in. On the other hand, it took me maybe one whole morning to put the month together, so I’m not spending gobs of time on the thing either. I’ve found a good mix, but I’m not done learning about the process…

I’m still a keeper of several notebooks. I have not yet found a way for the bullet journal to satisfy all my needs. I am working on it and I still have hope.

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  • I think I will always keep a personal journal for, you know, journaling.
  • I think I will always keep a larger monthly calendar that I can lay out and see every day [though I do keep a monthly version in my bullet journal].
  • I’m still trying to decide if I need a daily book or if my weekly spreads are enough.
  • I’m still a planner-holic and journal junkie, but I spend far less money on those things now that I have a system that works for me. At least a system that’s working toward a system.

I’m by no means an expert Bullet Journaler, but I have picked up several tips over the years and don’t mind passing along conventional wisdom.

  • start today: yes, today…
  • with what you have: all you need is a pen and a blank book. You can acquire all the fancy stuff after you know how you work and how you actually use your BUJO.
  • have fun: I found a bunch of free printables online and made my own stickers using mailing labels. That’s probably not a lot of fun for everyone, but maybe you’re a doodler….or maybe like me you like color coding things. Find a way to make it fun and you’ll use it. If it’s just another task, you’re not getting good use out of it.

And here are some things I’ve learned along the way that I can again say are pretty universal:

  • it takes time to get your groove: if you already knew what works for you, you’d be doing it already. I’m on my fourth bullet journal and still only have the vaguest idea of what I’m doing with it.
  • if you wait to start you never will: it’s true. you have to start with what you have in the middle of your life. If you wait for the beginning of the year or even the beginning of the week you’ll lose momentum and the fun of starting.
  • don’t try to get it perfect: in fact, maybe you should practice first like I did. Grab that pen and notebook that you have and start putting down pages you want to have. Then when you don’t like what you’ve done you can correct your mistakes when you move to the big journal.  Go on a YouTube binge and write down all the things you do and don’t want to include. It’s fun. However, I also encourage you to  embrace imperfection as part of bullet journaling and roll with whatever you get going.
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My ‘practice’ bujo

So there’s the progression. From wanting perfection to being happy with my pretty imperfection

It’s still very important to me to put my hands on things. It’s one of the ways I learn. If you’re like me and you need to handle a thing to truly understand it, bullet journaling might just be for you. I’d also recommend this system for:

  • anyone with a daily to do list
  • anyone who needs to jot things down to remember them
  • anyone who has too many journals and planners and not enough to fill them

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This was fun. Let me know what other questions you have or anything else you’d like to see regarding my process or style. I’d love to share it. Thanks for your interest.

March Goals:

hahhahahaha you thought I was going to say a post every day, didn’t you?

well, I’m not even close to trying that again. This month I’m going for the reasonable number of:

4

Professional Style Blog Posts

5 is Bonus Round. It doesn’t matter that I don’t know what Bonus Round is yet.

You readers keep me going and I’ve already got my topics, thank you very much. You should all be seeing something written especially for you in the near future.

 

Until then…

 

This is how the last February post made me feel…even though I didn’t come close to hitting my goal…

it should really get you going on a Monday morning

 

[EXPLICIT]

 

[YOU WERE WARNED!]

 

 

 

 

A.

W.

E.

S.

OooooooooooO.

ME!

with a little help from my friends

IMG_5550I want to introduce you to a couple of other people who make a huge difference in my life. I thought long and hard on how to do this because I want to protect people’s privacy but they are part of my life and I want to talk about them. Selfish? Maybe.

The things people say to me and the interactions I have with them are part of my story, so I have the right to tell it. I have experience with being outed on the internet before I was ready, so I never want to do that to anyone else. My solution: composites.

It’s also a way to show the many different voices in my head who influence what I do and who I am. It’s shown me that I can categorize those people which is both handy and makes me wonder if i should broaden my horizons.

J   Boyfriends past and present. The Voice of Reason. Men whose opinions I respect.

M  Besties.Women who legitimately care about my well being.

R  My better half. My partner. People I trust. My sisters.

A  Counsellor, relative, neighbor, or friend.

Zed. Everyone else.

This is just a fun post. I’m still working on those serious business ones. Let me know what else y’all would like to hear about.

Takin care of business:

It’s time I did some actual work on this thing. I need portfolio pieces that show I can write a blog post. I’ve gotten requests for a couple of topics but thought I would throw open the arena. If you have an idea or like one of the ones below, let me know!

#adulting

Bullet Journaling

Intermittent Fasting (IF)

Meal Planning and Grocery Shopping

Packing

Rescue Mom(ing)

Types of hairbrushes and their uses

What do you want to know about? What do you like to hear me talk about? In what areas do you think I’m an expert?

Make your own suggestion in the comments.

Adjustments:

Remember that cheesy high school saying? “Shoot for the moon; even if you miss, you’ll land among the stars!”

I hated that. You were shooting for the f*cking moon. That’s called failure.

As an adult, I can see the beauty of the image, anyway.  Maybe I just understand better that failure is not the end. Even if I think the phrase is a little corny, I also think it makes a good point. The view from the stars ain’t that much different from the moon view. Plus, you’re a lot closer to try again. Plus, you left the earth, which is where you were stuck.
All good things.

All to say, I’m not afraid of adjusting my goals in light of new information. Or added work load.  We may not have 29 posts in February, but we’ll have a lot more than we had in January. Part of this challenge has always been forcing myself to publish in spite of the fact that I don’t want to or don’t have anything to say.  I’m tempted to give up, but I’m still learning what does and does not work for me. Or you.

Here’s what I’ve learned so far:

There’s a difference between posting every day and writing content every day. I don’t even do the latter. Not even with a challenge underway. This is actually one of those things I already knew about myself and am kicking myself for not remembering. I do this every NaNoWriMo…plan to write every day and then just. not. do it…

Weekends happen. Especially now that I have more responsibility.

It’s ok to adjust a goal or reset an intention, even partway through the project. Sometimes that’s the best thing to do.

Now that I’ve set the intention, and changed it, let’s get down to business…

The W Doctrines

(No, not the former president)

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In order to grow we have to let things go. Shed some skin. That’s part of the journey, and I’ve learned it’s ok to honor or grieve those times that are here no more.

This Valentine’s Day I’m letting go of an old love that doesn’t serve me anymore, if it ever did. I’ve run the whole gamut of emotions with this one, but I’d say ‘sad resignation’ is a good generalization. Hence the song.

It’s taken a while, but now I hear the triumphant note in its heavy beauty. If you listen for it, you will hear strength and purpose and the knowledge that I deserve better. All those things make me happy.

It also pleases me that W would hate everything about this.

Say something; I’m giving up on you.

I waited and waited for the smallest sign. I didn’t get it. When you swooped in out of nowhere it never occurred to me that you meant it as the grand gesture I so desperately wanted. Or so you thought.

And what did you want? Well of course that but what else. Did I even ask myself? I remember sitting in the Krystal parking lot deciding to ruin my life over you again. Again.
Thinking what? I wonder. We’ll never know.

Expecting change? I doubt it because I was warier. Wiser, I thought. Wrongly.
Waiting for what exactly, when everything was exactly as I expected?

Anywhere, I would have followed you

And. Did.

Except Alaska.

It never occurred to me that might be a deal breaker. I never thought it could be temporary. Never thought about the upside. Never thought you might have followed me back. Until it was all I could think about.

Say something…

Wait…
I told you not to.

I told you what I would do if you tried, and I did what I said.
I also knew you couldn’t resist. One, last grand gesture? Certainly got my attention.
I certainly got yours.
It only now occurs to me that we were always hit and miss like this. You, bafflingly, always thinking I meant the opposite of what I said.
So if you ever happen across this…

I really wouldn’t.

…I’m giving up on you

I’m afraid this is no longer relevant. I gave up on you a long time ago. It took me longer to give you up. ‘Giving’ up implies I’m still doing it. I guess that’s what this is about. I’ve burned stuff and purged every way but this one.

Just flay open my soul on paper. NBD.

You’re the one that I love, and I’m saying goodbye.

Goodbye

 

your turn

I’ve found setting challenges for myself useful in two ways: Challenges allow me a goal to work toward even if that involves some…procrastination…and challenges allow me to forgive myself if I fail to meet the goal.

So how am I doing at my challenges? I’m behind on every single one of them. Will they get done. Sure. When? At the last minute? Probably.

Are you going to get 29 posts in February? It remains to be seen. Are you going to count them? What’s the desired frequency for a blog these days?

So now I’ve done the thing I’m compelled to do and the thing I said I would do. It’s your turn for a challenge.

I hereby challenge you to:

find that thing in your work (at whatever capacity you work, yes even with/for yourself for which you may or may not get paid) that you are compelled to do. You must do it. Must. For your own sanity. Not because anyone else is making you do it. 

Find a way to do that thing today, no matter what. Then find a way to do it in your work.

It may feel like a small victory or a small rebellion but either way it should feel like a big step.

my ‘now’ moments

In the midst of this challenge, I thought I should say…

I have no idea what I’m doing here. 

Scratch that. That’s not true.

Imposter syndrome is the feeling I get when I’m scared. It’s bullshit. Knowing that doesn’t always make it easier. The truth is, most of us know the next right thing when we see it. Or we do if we think about it. I’ve been inspired by that idea, and by the new community I’ve joined: hope*writers.

 

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They can tell you about themselves better than I can, but I can tell you if you’re a writer, you need this group. I’m just getting my feet wet and wishing I had jumped in sooner.

I have yet to introduce myself to their facebook group officially…still working on my intro…but I’m introducing myself as an official hope*writer here.

Today’s Tuesday Teaching mentioned our ‘now’ moments and that’s exactly where I am. I’m not where I used to be and I’m not where I’m going. That’s the place that has me thinking I must know what I want to say before I say it.

I don’t have to know what I’m doing to keep doing it.

why the hell i’m doing this

Hello god it’s me again. it’s now three am and my alarm is going to go off in an hour. but my head is so full of thoughts i had to get them down #3AMThoughts

I am compelled to write. As in, I don’t like it. It’s not a hobby of mine. I do it every day whether I want to or not. I have to. There are too many thoughts in my head.
So that’s one reason.
I’m writing anyway. Might as well write something publishable. This is currently my only outlet to publish.  There was a hope*writers challenge a week or two ago to create and publish something over the weekend.

challenge: accepted

Since I just finished editing my first novel for beta readers…

Yes, this is the first time I’ve announced my novel and WOW does it feel good…

Since I just finished that I thought why not do a crazy February challenge.. Only 29 days. Let’s do something crazy for Leap Year.

So I challenged myself:

Ok so here’s my challenge. I’ll post something every day of February. It might not be long and it almost certainly won’t be good but i’ve been inspired by a hope*writers challenge to write something and post it. No one can read my writing if I don’t publish it.

My challenge is to give you 29 blog posts in February 2020.

Well, this is it. The time has come and I’m only partially prepared. But that’s ok. I’ve challenged myself and that’s what a challenge is all about. 

 Challenge: noun

a call or summons to engage in any contest, as of skill, strength, etc.
something that by its nature or character serves as a call to battle, contest, special effort, etc.: Space exploration offers a challenge to humankind.
a call to fight, as a battle, a duel, etc.
a demand to explain, justify, etc.: a challenge to the treasurer to itemize expenditures.
difficulty in a job or undertaking that is stimulating to one engaged in it.


I am calling myself to battle. With the words, with myself, with the nature of this blog beast. I also like the ‘call to fight’ though this is not a duel, I am fighting plenty. My own fear and inertia. My lack of knowledge and experience.

This is not to see what I can do. I know I can do it. This is a test of will to force myself to battle my fear of putting my words out there. To ask for support, even to beg for it. To battle my anxiety. To battle my ignorance. 

I am going to wrestle with these things and I will conquer them. The good news is I don’t believe I’ll emerge bloody and bruised. I believe I’ve already done that. 

 

 

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