I’ve mentioned before that I have a personal journal and a food journal.
Well, this past weekend I found the cutest matching journals — one big (for thoughts), one small (for food/exercise) — in Walmart’s clearance section, of all places!
There’s nothing more exciting to me than a new journal. Truth be told, not even my new Coach bag was as exciting a purchase. I love, love, love to write.
I’ve been writing since sixth grade almost every day, starting at age 11 with silly fights with my sister or crushes on a certain boy who shall remain nameless … to details of friendships and budding romances, high school antics with the gang, unforgettable college memories, heartbreaks, studying abroad, my sorority life, body image issues, new purchases, the heartache of a long distance relationship, 9/11, travel, buying my first car, engagement, marriage, moving, new jobs, new friends … you name it, it’s in there. Pretty much my whole life is documented for our future children to see.
I usually buy small Five-Star 3-subject notebooks because they fit into my purse and aren’t too bulky. But I wanted something fun and fresh and exciting to look at, so these were a great (and cheap) buy.
Silly as it may seem, I’ve always started my first entry of a new journal with something to the effect of, “I love starting a new journal — a fresh slate.”
My first few pages are always in beautiful, clean handwriting — print, not cursive (I used to prefer cursive).
But by the second week or so, my writing usually becomes hastier and less pretty, as I journaled in moving cars, on planes, the train …
Still,there’s something exciting and exhilirating about a completely blank notebook. Tabula rosa.
And now that my regular journal and food journal will match, I feel like I’ll have more an incentive to write cleanly in my personal journal and eat cleanly so I can document cleanly in my food journal.
I know journaling isn’t for everyone — most of my friends do not keep personal journals or food journals. But the way my hardware works, I love journaling. It’s not a chore. It’s an adventure.
And on that note, have a happy, healthy and safe weekend. You know I’ll be journaling about mine!
How about you? Do you keep a diary? What does it look like?