I used to keep everything on a calendar at home…when I stayed at home. It had big spaces, lots of room to write, I had it colour coded and kept a pen pinned up next to it for quick additions. It was a thing of beauty and everyone knew where to look when they wanted to see if we could squeeze in one more thing. It took me a solid 8 months of working full time to realize that my calendar situation wasn’t working anymore. I hadn’t even given a thought to changing that when just about everything else had changed.
Cue: Many thanks to Steve Jobs and Apple.
I have everything in my phone. Everything. My whole life is in there, one swipe away. Our own Resident Nerd, Brandy, talked about apps you can use to simplify and amplify your life, I’m going to tell you that my finger pad touches one little icon over and over and over in a week and I’d be lost without it. The Calendar. It’s no new fangled invention, it’s not flashy, it does not contain a thousand bells & whistles and I did not have to go searching for it. It came on my iPhone when I powered it up that first precious time and it has saved my butt a million times since.
Text from Husband: Hey uhh…we got plans on Sunday? Maybe I can go golfing?
*sidebar: the answer to this question should always be no. I really can’t understand the appeal of spending 4 hours wandering after a white ball that goes missing in water and sand. Drive, sit, stand, follow through, search, curse, repeat. Dumb. But I digress.
Text from Me: lemme check the calendar…brb
Text from Me: k, we’ve got dinner with my parents at 5, and the Market starts at 9, but other than that we’re good.
That exchange would have normally taken me a phone call to home, a pause while whomever answered stopped what they were doing, traveled the short or long distance to the fridge, scanned the calendar and read off the list of chicken scratch, while I hoped against hope I remembered to put everything on there. Now it’s all at my fingertips. Handily arranged in order and colour coded again to my liking. (I didn’t put the golf game in there. Maybe that’s subliminal.)
It reminds me of my events at whatever frequency I pick- I have it remind me of our trip to the market (we’re into buying local!) at “one day before” and also “one hour before.”.Both because I’m a visual learner and because I lack the brain capacity to remember things…and also a little because I procrastinate. It pings or vibrates my phone, and pops up a little rectangular message right on the home screen. No taps required. If I want a little more information, or want to see when that event might be happening again, or when I can push it back if needed, I can tap the little rectangular reminder and up pops this:
I find it incredibly handy. Everything is listed there. I put doctor’s appointments, TV shows I want to watch, trips we’re taking, play dates, dinners, even a reminder to check on my friend who’s putting up a toddler bed this weekend:) It helps to take my mind of remembering when my phone can do it for me. I feel organized and on top of things at home, even from my desk. Annika only goes to school every other Friday. Since I can never remember when she went last, my phone does that. I have a few bills that don’t autopay from my account, I put a reminder in my calendar to login to my online banking quick before lunch and get them paid on time. Last week I put a reminder in to remind Ryan to turn the crock pot on at noon before he left for work!
I can’t always be around the things I need at home…but I still have to run my home, even when I’m at work. Life doesn’t stop there when I close the door, and part of my Hear Me Roar! plan is to keep the homefront running at an even keel while I financially provide to keep us there. My iPhone calendar is a great ally. And I can make it curse at me, which makes me giggle. I’m a fan of using your resources, and this is one of my favourites.
Do you have any tried & true tips for keeping yourself in the know while you’re working? Have you discovered a never-fail way to keep organized…preferably one that doesn’t require me to carry around a pen because my kids steal mine all.the.time.