Guest Post - Loving My Holborns

Planners have been part of my life for many years, as I have a pea-size memory and a disorganized brain.  But they were never fun and I got bored and abandoned one after another. And none of my friends used them.

Then a happy accidental discovery: Flickr, with all the scrumptious pictures of Maldens, Cubans, Astons, Holborns and other planners .  Decorated—great idea!  People who loved to photo their Filos!  I worshipped at the feet of  PopcornFeet  (CrazySuburbanMom), Jotje (NotAnotherFilofaxBlog) and TrueRedhead and others.  Philofaxy--a whole community of people who shared their ideas and pictures and systems happily.  The light dawned.  

So I jumped joyfully onto the Filofax wagon; first with a personal mushroom Aston — such soft leather, so nice to touch; I adored it, but it just didn’t have enough pockets to be a wallet. Then came a gray Malden and I loved the inside layout, but didn’t like the color or the shininess at all and couldn’t love it.  Much research for nearly a month and the more I looked, the more attractive the Holborn seemed.  A black personal popped up on Adspot and that was it.  

It came with some fabulous bright colored paper

The smell and feel were just bliss; the pockets—oh, the pockets; the softness and flatability.  This binder has dignity and subtlety.  I spent an entire weekend moving in: dividers—washi—a little tweaking to accommodate its’ quiet elegance.

My system is pretty basic (but decorated!):  four main sections (Lists, which migrate to the Calendar or Reference sections; Calendar- wo2p and monthly; Money; Reference — the A-Z index dividers are used extensively).  And totally perfect for a wallet with all the pockets and card slots.

The gray Malden got swapped for a brown Holborn; then I discovered that there  was a lovely gray color and bought it immediately;

Last but definitely not least came the wine.  I haven’t moved into it yet because I’m still waffling with the color scheme.

I don’t wait very well;  my postman is not fond of me.

So I have them all.  The Holborn is everything I thought it would be and I don’t have the least desire for any others.  It is my wallet and a large part of my brain.  It is part of my life-it keeps me organized, tells me where to go, reminds me about what I need to do and keeps important things handy. I love my Holborns.