A new year, a new calendar

Calendars are a big deal around here. We have them stationed at various points about the house. There are the kitchen calendars, plural. One is a date book kind of thing which is opened to the current week and in which I keep everything: appointments, recipes to try immediately, notes on when the cats get flea treatments, etc. The other one hangs on the wall and is both color- and theme- coordinated. In other words, it'll have a lot of Tuscan colors to match the walls and will feature cats or... cats.

Upstairs in my study are two month to month calendars, one of them most likely a freebie. This year's is from the World Wildlife Fund although I didn't monetarily support them, but must be on someone's "she might" list. The other is of sunrises and sunsets and color-coordinates with the walls. I bought it at Walmart.

The final calendar in my study fills a bulletin board and sees The Big Picture of trips and schedules.

So, today is calendar swap day. And I'd best get to it. 'Tis a new year.

Have a good one. May it be blessed.

A changing of the year

Last week I changed the order of things in our house. The 2008 calendars were taken down and put away and the 2009 put up. There's one on the wall in the kitchen and a desk-model in my "basket" on the counter top. There's another on the wall of my study, tucked behind the door and made of the slick material you can write on and erase. It's the one with the up-to-date business schedule. The kitchen calendar marks all the family events and the desk calendar catches the minutiae of everyday living. Making an appointment to do something usually requires a peek at all three.

I don't throw my old calendars away. Instead, I roll up the study one and slide a rubberband around it. It may never be seen again from the back of the closet. The kitchen calendar is put in a drawer along with the desk one. But I might have occasion to need a neglected phone number or address I tucked there and no where else, so I know where it is.

Several years ago, determined to put in order all the places we'd been, I pulled out the old calendars and made a list from their contents of vacations and special events. At the time, we looked to have been sooo busy! I was quite pleased with myself. But I've neglected to keep it up to date.

If I could only find it, I'd know what I'd been up to.