BULLET JOURNALING ~ NOVEMBER

It was quite difficult to settle on my November bullet journal theme.

There was so much uncertainty, pain, even nastiness each time I tried to watch the news that it became difficult to sit through it. I questioned humanity, or the lack of it. I wondered for the umpteenth time why it was so problematic to accept wearing a mask – if those working at the ice cream shop have always worn masks because it was hygienic to do so, why couldn’t we when there was a pandemic?

Anyway, I digress. This post is about my trusty bullet journal and the theme I settled on.

coverpage

It is my tribute to Louisa May Alcott, writer of the series that made me wish I had sisters, a Marmee and time for make believe dressups, writing, messy relationships and all the ingredients for a memorable growing up period. Alcott was born in November.

diary page with a quote that resonated
tracker page

But, with today’s backdrop in mind, I wonder what the reactions might be to a title like Little Women.