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I started using a planner a couple of years ago. It is a weekly planner with room to make lists on every day.

I confess, I am one of those people who writes things I have already done on the list just so I can cross them off.

This year I chose one with a boring cover. I never see the cover anyway. I always keep it open to the current week.<a href="http://judythewriter.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/02/planner.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-medium wp-image-6582" src="http://judythewriter.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/02/planner-201x300.jpg" alt="planner" /></a>

At least I thought I did.

This year I was a little late getting the planner. I didn’t really need to keep lists during the holidays so I forgot all about having a planner – until school started. Then I needed to write things down.

So I opened the planner and started writing things down. All was fine until we started discussing which day of the week was actually Valentine’s Day. I looked at my planner and then realized I was not only in the wrong month but was actually in the wrong year.

My planner is a 16<sup>th</sup> month planner. It starts in August 2015 a fact I totally missed until nearly the middle of February.

Oh, well, at least I was making lists and crossing things off. Of course I could do that on notebook paper and ditch planners altogether.