Contrary to the lyrics of the Andy Williams song, I do not consider Christmas the most wonderful time of the year. For me, the most wonderful time of the year was last Saturday, when a new Day Runner calendar refill arrived in the mail.
I could hardly wait to open the package, tear off the shrink wrap, and riffle through the stack of perfectly cut paper. They were all there: 365 individual planner pages, the 2013–2016 at-a-glance calendar, and 12 two-page monthly tabbed calendars.
My hands held the promise of the ability to organize an entire year’s worth of endless possibilities into bite-sized, manageable pieces. Not that every possibility will come to fruition. But the presence of the Day Planner refill means that not all of them will be forgotten or brushed aside. Some of them will come to fruition.
The Day Planner also feeds my obsessive-compulsive tendencies, curbs irritability, and reduces twitchiness out in public. Which makes its arrival not only the most wonderful time of the year for me, but also for my husband. That makes it a bargain at any price.
But enough about my most wonderful time of the year. What makes you happy? Leave a comment.
