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My Diary For 2023

Every year I write a blog post about which diary system or set up I am going to use for the following twelve months. In recent years, I have moved away from a Filofax (I trialled something earlier this year - more of that in a minute) and fallen in love with the Hobonichi printed diaries. For the last two years I have used a Hobonichi Weeks as my personal planner and I won't be deviating from that this year. I have tried a Hobonichi Techo A6 a couple of times but have never managed to feel comfortable with it size-wise.  I have always lusted after the Hobonichi Cousin A5 as a main work planner so, this year, I have bitten the bullet at launch time and invested in my very first one. Hobonichi Weeks The Hobonichi Weeks is a slim diary with a yearly, monthly and weekly layout. The main section is a "week to view with notes" and there are an additional 70 note pages at the back. This year (2022) I used the "Mega" version which comes with almost three times as m

A Look Inside My Bullet Journal (Part 1)

I think I managed to get a few people hooked on the Bullet Journalling idea after my recent post about it. I also promised to share a proper glimpse inside my Bullet Journal after I had been using it for a while. Rather than take loads of photographs that would probably have to be redacted because of personal/private information I thought I'd 'vlog' (video blog) my new system on my rather blurred webcam and here are the results.

(I've called this Part 1 because, as you can see/hear in the video, I'm going to be changing the way in which I use my Bullet Journal slightly over the next week or so in conjunction with my Filofax system. But that's what's so great about this - it's so organic and easy to make it work for you.)

(If you cant see the video, click here to go straight to YouTube)

As an aside, I've seen loads of people use the acronym "BJ" when chatting on Twitter/Facebook/Google+ which makes me snigger like a fourteen year old girl.  I also can't us "BuJo" without breaking into a classic song from a musical whilst holding my moleskine aloft like the Lion King and pretending I'm auditioning for Britain's Got Talent. I'm pathetic, aren't I?