Two thousand eighteen

The summer time is not even a day finished and I already catch myself wanting to score a new agenda. That's all Jo & Judy's fault, let me make that clear. Here's the thing: from this moment I am team agenda. And not the kind of agenda where you can scroll and tap, but the old school department where I am busy with my golden Hema pen and neon pink highlighter.

 
And finding that perfect agenda is quite a task, I've discovered. With the evidence right under my nose: an overarching school agenda with, yes, a football field of space for my schedule and the first to the ninth lesson hour, written out for me every day. I've decided to tackle it in a much more organized way this year. The only little problem: it's only October, and still very much two thousand seventeen.

So I need to tone down that agenda shopping compulsion of mine. Although Friday, December 1st, shopping is on the first lesson hour Jo & Judy in my school agenda. Because hey, then it's almost two thousand eighteen and that's totally okay. I've never been so excited for January 1st. Two thousand eighteen, I'm looking forward to you. And especially to your monthly register, the year planner, and seas of note space wrapped in a very nice black jacket.