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Jill’s Day Planner: April 15th, 2009

Posted in Jill's Day Planner on April 15, 2009 by Jill

Since Little Miss Intern here worked on Good Friday last week, I have a day off tomorrow! 😀 And what a fun day I have planned out for myself. I can hardly wait for all the excitement and fun in store!

Photo by Molly Des Jardin.

Photo by Molly Des Jardin.

  • 9 AM – Wake up and get the (expletive) out of bed. Get ready for the day.
  • 11 AM – Have lunch with the family that own the B&B. Omelet. Coffee. The use’yal.
  • 11:45 AM – Walk down to local community college. Go to the cafeteria and ask random students about their sleeping habits. Take some photos of someone pretending to sleep on a table while his friends laugh at him off-camera.
  • 1 PM – Do laundry. Check out nearby used book store. Put clothes in dryer. Walk to nearby grocery store and buy hair mousse and margarine. Finish doing laundry.
  • 2:30 PM – Have snack.
  • 2:35 PM – Pack some stuff up and move it to another bedroom of the B&B.
  • 3 PM – Transcribe the very long interview I did yesterday and try to put it into some sort of order so I can write the article quickly efficiently tomorrow.
  • 5:10 PM – Interview and photograph Charlsie for stage-managing article. Pretend to be listening to her answers while secretly hoping Hot Teacher will walk by and see me being all grown-up and professionalish.
  • 6 PM – Go back to B&B. Sit on bed, depressed because did not see Hot Teacher. Have 2-hour angry nap.
  • 8 PM – Wake up from angry nap, only to realize that I wasted 2 hours of my “day off” having a nap. Dammit!
  • 8:05 PM – Do something productive. Work on my comedy novel. Work on my website. Read. Better society in general… but most likely watch TV.
  • 11 PM – Fall asleep watching TV.

I just love days off from work (I’m not getting paid for anyway), don’t you?!

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Jill’s Day Planner: October 16th, 2008

Posted in Jill's Day Planner on October 15, 2008 by Jill
Photo by DL.

Photo by DL.

  • 11 AM: Interview with local bed & breakfast owner/manager
  • 12:30 PM: Consultation with tattoo artist (concerning a tattoo estimate and about doing a fly-on-the-wall piece about the shop)
  • call bank about recent deposits
  • copy-editing party at Jenn’s (editing pages due Monday)
  • watch The Office

Jill’s Day Planner: September 6th, 2008

Posted in Jill's Day Planner on September 6, 2008 by Jill
Photo by ilmungo.

Photo by ilmungo.

  • Recover
  • Stay in pajamas for as long as possible
  • Pick up some chicken at the grocery store
  • Pick up a new camera case
  • Make curry chicken for supper with/for Amanda C and Gen
  • Call Grandma

Jill’s Day Planner: September 4th & 5th, 2008

Posted in Jill's Day Planner on September 5, 2008 by Jill

September 4th, 2008

  • buy some groceries
  • walk to post office with Gen
  • Movie Night

September 5th, 2008

  • return 2 books to book store
  • Dodgeball tournament
  • Student Social

Jill’s Day Planner: September 1st, 2008

Posted in Jill's Day Planner on September 1, 2008 by Jill
  • drive to City X
  • move into Residence X
  • meet Amanda, my roommate
  • go to dinner with Amanda D (and others)
  • conquer universe

Jill’s Day Planner: Meet Cherry

Posted in Jill's Day Planner on August 30, 2008 by Jill

College Countdown: not tomorrow, but the next day

According to this article on Study Hacks, buying a super nice day planner will make you more productive. This is exactly the excuse I needed to look for a day planner and get one based on the look of it, rather than the price.

And the one I got… is perfect.

This is Cherry. She's so pretty.

I walked into a card/stationary/etc. shop yesterday, unsure of what I was truly looking for. Instinctively, I headed for the rack of journals. They were all so pretty with their smooth hardcovers and matching book marks. Each one had a lovely design on the cover. They whispered to me, “Jill… Purchase me. You know you want to. Writing out the events of your daily life on my empty pages will make everything mean so much more.” I turned away. I wasn’t there to buy a journal.

I meant business.

An employee of said card shop approached me, the bottom hem of her uniform shirt slightly wrinkled. She looked like she generally cared, rather than the gum-chewing, good-for-nothing, slacker teenagers that usually work at card shops. (Just kidding. This is simply a friendly jab at a pal of mine. No worries.)

“Can I help you find something?” she asked.

I told her what I was looking for and she showed me to the calendars. Lined up on a neat little shelf by the over-sized calendars were several day planners. One had a cat print, one had a dog print and a few were just solid greens and blues. My eyes found Cherry and I knew instantly: I had to have her.

I slid Cherry from within the confines of her plastic shelf and held her in my hand. I slid my thumb across the red leather cover, feeling every bump and detail of the cherry tree cover design. In the bottom right-hand corner was “2009”, as if to proudly state, “I’m a date book… from the future.”

She was magnificent. Simple, elegant and beautiful.

I opened the date book carefully, as not to damage the binding in any way. Blank spaces under a simple date heading lay on every page, giving one ample space for homework, events, etc. In the back, there was a section for phone numbers and addresses and a few pages for miscellaneous notes and coding. Additionally, the date book started with September 2008, thus not wasting any space or paper with January through August. A silky burgundy ribbon hid between the pages, with about two inches hanging out from the other end.

It was all I could wish for and more. Holding the date book excited me as a imagined all the wonderful things I could fill this little notebook with. It would be my constant companion, organizing my life for me so I wouldn’t have to give it a second thought.

And so, I proudly placed the date book onto the counter. The woman who had helped me find Cherry was smiling (in a friendly way, not a “Thank God we close in 45 minutes.” sort of way.) as she tapped on the register and brought my price up. I was more than happy to hand over the cash for something so wonderful.

As I left the shop, I knew that my purchase had been righteous. And I felt pretty good.