While I am a technology person, nearly inseparable from my Blackberry, I do also carry an “old school” date book. A hot little red number by Moleskine. Honestly I would be lost without it. A few months ago I misplaced it for two days and could hardly remember my name. It seems silly but there is something very satisfying about making lists and crossing off items. I get this from my Mother; she is a list maker and gets a little twinkle in her eye crossing items off.
My notebook often looks like a mess with scribbles and reminder stickers; I have of a sense of pride with the amount of crap on the pages.