In school, I was never able to keep a planner. In fact, I think if there were a class that required me to use a planner, I would have failed that class. It was harder for me to remember to put things in a planner than it was for me to remember the homework assignments in my head. Now, I think I'm finally giving in. I'm freaking out with how busy I am, and whenever somebody asks me to hang out, my mind immediately says "NOO!!!!!! Too busy!!!!". If I had a planner, I could apply logic to override my brain's immediate reaction. I think if I were to keep it, I would nickname it "my agent" so when someone asks me if I had time to hang out or something I'd be able to say "Let me check with my agent." Sweet.
If I were to keep a planner, maybe I'd be able to do some analysis on how burnt-out I am after a given number of commitments. I'd also be able to see how how much free time I need to schedule every day to keep me sane. Then I'd be able to prune down my life and come up with a nice balance that would allow me to have enough time for me, my friends, and God.
Or maybe it would just be a wasted effort. Let's find out!
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