My First Moleskine or: How I learned to stop worrying that I am a victim of marketing.

Tonight after I visited Green Hills’ latest eatery, I wandered over to the Davis-Kidd for the express purpose of buying a Moleskine notebook. Now, as a survivor of architecture school I’ve had my share of little black sketchbooks, so the allure of a little pocket sized black book is not foreign to me. Of course, it’s just a notebook, regardless of what they say.

Why did I do it? I find that I don’t ever write anything down anymore. Consequently, I don’t ever remember anything either. I bought the book as a way to keep track of things that I tell people that I’m going to do. It’s not a to-do list, per se, those seem to be only handy for keeping track of things I’m told to do (my email inbox, for example.) This stuff deserves it’s own category and container.

Hopefully I will find myself in more situations where I’ve actually followed through with things that I said I was going to do, rather than have to come up with excuses. I also hope it will get me to learn how to say “No” sometimes, once I see all of the ways I’ve overpromised things all written down in one place.

Now all I need is a good pen.

2 thoughts on “My First Moleskine or: How I learned to stop worrying that I am a victim of marketing.”

  1. those things are great. I bought one for Caruthers and now I want one myself. Sometimes the best form of “blogging” thoughts is still the old school way – writing it down.

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