I am a Survivor of Horrible Planners

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Shocker Alert: I can be pretty picky……

Overall, I usually am not. I am pretty mellow and go with the flow 9 times of 10.

There are, however, some things that when I like it.. I LOVE IT.. and there is nothing that will ever get me to budge on..

Such as:

My choice in writing utensils. They must be Pentel’s .07 mechanical pencils and Sharpie’s Liquid Highlighters. They are the only things I will work with during the school season.

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Ironically… I don’t really have a preference for what pens I use….

My stitch tools: I prefer the DMC marbleized scissors. The ones in the middle I received as a gift, and use them on the rare occasion, but my heart is set on the comfort of what I know.

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Finding what you like takes some trial and error. You buy something, see if it works and if it does great! Somethings never fit and you’re stuck enduring it, yearning for an item that suits you but most likely doesn’t exist….

My item that doesn’t exist… is a planner. I’m a college student with numerous responsibilities that include keeping children active and alive and  a husband whose schedules is as fickle as the weather. Plus, if I’m being honest, I’m pretty forgetful.

I need to write things down in a specific way so that everything can get done efficiently!

I have tried various organizers in the past. To no avail. There’s not enough space.. too much space. It’s not laid out in a way that makes sense to my brain…I seriously don’t get why you need a monthly calendar AND a weekly. I also don’t understand why it bothers me so much.. but it does…all the little organizational fails in all the planners I’ve purchased over the years has turned me into a bitter planner hater.

2016 is upon us, and with another impending crazy year for this Ninja family, it was time to get a new planner. I searched.. hunted online.. even looked up templates on word to see about just adding new pages into the organizer I already had. It was a depressing journey..

Finally, I purchased a $5  organizer that I assumed I could tolerate the most.

I spent a coffee session filling it with the important dates of 2016. Mostly days the kids have off from school and birthdays of the peeps I love. Looking at the pages made me feel sad, the whole thing was bland. I grabbed my lovely 10 pack of Sharpie highlighters to jazz the first week up a bit… and the paper was so thin the color bled onto the next page..

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Let’s be for real here.. the organizer was $5..It’s not like it was the top of the line..

But not being able to use highlighters, which is how I keep track of all my classes, is a major deal breaker. Color coding keeps me sane and not feel overwhelmed! Just ask my former students that I would teach how to annotate readings!

Screw that. I am sick and tired of being the victim of organizer companies that have no idea of the life I lead in order to create a decent planner to match it. No more!

This is my official declaration that I am a survivor of horrible planners and I will not endure another year of mediocre organization!

Faithie’s 2016 planner

I used Illustrator to format everything to my liking. I have an area to make weekly and daily goals. An area for school AND have a weekly quote to keep me inspired and going strong. It’s also interactive, thanks to free coloring pages on the web. I can also jot notes down and keep myself updated on our finances.

After I designed them I printed them out, backed them on cardstock, added some holes and inserted them into last year’s organizer.

MAGIC!

Each week has a different theme to keep things fresh:

We are two weeks into 2016 and my planner is everything I could hope for ❤

The moral of the lesson is: Never Settle.

If you know what you like and you don’t see it out in the world.. create it!

 

 

 

 

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It’s Time to be a Finisher

Abandoned Projects

When I was little, I used to be a daddy’s little girl. So much so, that I don’t really have any memories of my mother before he left us at the age of 7 other than when I would wake her up to assault my hair into a pony tail for school.

So naturally, when he deployed and never came back, I took it very hard.

To help me cope my mother taught me how to cross stitch. I never really finished a project until I was around 9. I was more of a serial starter. I would start, make a mistake, and get so frustrated I’d throw the piece never to be seen again within my terror of a room. Then I’d just start the same project over and over again.

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My problem now is that I have spent 24 years developing as a stitcher. I cannot stand to go one day without getting to sit down and stitch. It doesn’t even really matter what I stitch, just so that I do. And the result of that is that I have a ton of finished pieces laying in a completion pile with nowhere to go.

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There’s more not even featured in this photo. I guess I have the same habit of tossing the pieces as I did when I was 7, I just wait until they are complete…

This is no way for the pieces I’ve worked on to live. They deserve to be displayed more than in a photo on my blog/facebook. I will not stand for it anymore! As such, I plan on spending the year making sure that all my completed pieces get the respect they deserve and are finished properly.

So far I’m off to a great start:

Anyone have any unique finishing ideas to share?

 

 

Time to Catch Up

Last semester was a whirlwind of chaos. I usually live in a world of busy, but this time I was barely swimming with my head over the water… With that said, there have been a lot of changes in this Ninja household, which was completely undocumented.

Hubby made first class!!! He is continuing on his career without getting the boot of out  of the Navy. Not only that, but it came with quite a comfortable pay raise. Our              livelihood was saved!! But it also meant that he is now stationed somewhere else… Boo…. The kids and I are staying here until since it should be less than a year. It seemed the logical thing to as we do own a house, I am graduating in May, the kids have school, and my mom who lives with is in poor health. Despite all the reasons to stay, I secretly wished we could have packed up and went with him. It’s hard to transition from deployment to an additional year apart.

My mom ended up having breast cancer that required some extensive surgery and radiation. My mom is a hard lady to keep down though. She was back at work a few days after surgery to remove the lump and even went to work on her last day of radiation. O.O

I am now Vice President of my college’s student government council. I have loved every minute of it. I worked relentlessly to campaign for gender neutral bathrooms…and won… I am also now championing having security procedures that better assist the students. These all deserve their own posts, however. It has been extremely gratifying to feel as if I am helping my campus and promoting a more inclusive environment.

Now with some of the not so pleasant changes:

This was my last semester tutoring. That breaks my heart but also makes me able to breathe a sigh of relief. I learned as much from the peers I tutored as they did from me. They shared their struggles and their triumphs with me, not only within the education spectrum but their day to do day. On the flip side, that can be emotionally tolling and I did not have enough time or support at home to get to take care of myself or my studies as much as I should have. I have to add an extra class to my agenda this semester AND do community service to receive credit for my certificate. Something had to go…

I am up for my second degree black belt at the dojo. But due to a combination of no time and my spirit being broken with Krav being moved to another location. I don’t have the energy to give my time to the dojo as much as is deserved. Plus, I am determined to keep my weekends flexible so that we can visit with the hubby when it’s possible. The other two in my testing cycle are going up and I am so proud of them for them taking that step, but it’s also killing me inside to know I’m being left in the dust. I could always go up next year, and earn my second degree when my son earns his in karate. That seems like it would be good consolation prize.

I still don’t know what to do with my life… And there was added pressure to find out since I will be graduating in May with an Associates in General Studies and a certificate in Women Studies. My husband and I agreed to stay on at the community college and get another certificate until I can figure out exactly what I want to do.

Now that we’ve caught up, it’s time to get back to our regularly scheduled posting 😉