So, I don’t know about you, but my handwriting sucks.
It hasn’t always completely sucked. At one point, during my university career, I spent a lot of time working on it so it would pass my drafting teacher’s exacting standards.
And I did take my graphics classes at the juncture between by hand and by computer and back then I drew much better than I do now.
But in recent years, between arthritis and typing, it has deteriorated. A lot.
And so when I look at Bullet Journal (“BuJo”) layouts on the web, I am totally intimidated by how pretty they are!
My menu planning for the month.
The perfect handwriting. The beautifully drawn pictures, the various fonts! Fonts! Handwritten FONTS! FFS
And so it took me ages to start a BuJo. Because I knew I didn’t have the time, or the hands, to make one look like the pictures.
And then I saw one that wasn’t perfect. It was still nicer than I can do these days, but it was far from perfect.
And I started my own.
And I love it.
And I don’t follow any of the ‘rules’ of BuJos because, really, isn’t that point of one? You add to it what you need at any given time.
My monthly goals. Spin is not exercising. It’s wool spinning!
So long as you title the page and number it and add it to your index, you’re good to go.
So, do you want to BuJo? Then BuJo!