The Planner Underground

 My mother is a very fun lady. Ever since I was a kid, I've found her to be...well...quirky. It's easy to see where I get it from. I adore my mother. Lately, she has lead me down a path of darkness. And by darkness, I mean...well, you'll see.

See, Mom is a date-booking freak. We called it her date book growing up, because all her 'dates' were in it. And I mean everything. Ball game this week? It was in Mom's planner. School play? In Mom's planner. And she wouldn't let you forget things either.

Now I'm a mom, and I have a direct sales business, and I'm a military spouse. There's a lot to keep up with under those three small titles there! I thought I'd attempt the 'planner' thing again. I bought a cute little planner from Target, and thought it'd be cake. Nope. Two-three weeks later, I was forgetting it at home, not using it, not even looking at it. So what did I do? I called SuperMom for help. Why isn't it working? What do I do to MAKE myself use this? And a care package arrived.

To make a good point of the difference that was made...Here are a few pictures...

Before: 

Skinny, unattractive little thing.

The tabs and pages that came with the planner.

And After:

This is after I got my care package and got everything in it.

This is how I've got my direct sales business cards set up, right in the front behind the hard plastic flyleaf.

I have one more card holder behind it for credit/debit cards.

I have a little obsession with Tinkerbell, so Mom sent plenty of Tink stickers.

This is the zip pouch that came in the care package.

More Tink on my bookmark. The lettering on the page matches the planner quite well.

And this is the hard plastic flyleaf that came with the planner.

This is a week or so into using it. I already have 3 tabbies (I love these, and think they may be my favorite).

Now you have my evolution into the planner underground!!