I am thankful for spiral bound journals.
Spiral bound journals make me SO happy!
I KNEW I liked spiral bound journals better than regularly bound journals but last time I needed a journal the cutest design caught my eye while I was in line waiting to buy clothes at Ross. (You know, the bins where they snag you with last minute things you forgot you "needed" and you stare at it for so long while your in line that you get sucked into the good deal)
Anyways, I was standing in that line, saw the journal, LOVED the front cover, realized I only had a few pages left in my other journal, and I decided to buy it. Plus, it was SO cheap....it was too perfect!
Except for the fact that it wasn't spiral bound.
I knew that was going to be a problem. I argued with myself that it would be fine. I told myself that I would still write in it as much even though it wasn't a spiral. I would still carry it around and be excited to put my pen to paper whenever I had a spare minute. None of my habits would change despite the lack of a twirling siding.
But my gut had known better.
Not even a fourth of the way into this journal, and I no longer was picking it up. I was no longer carrying it with me. I seemed to have lost my zeal for journaling, for brainstorming, and for jotting out my prayers.
I started to try carrying it with me again but each time I did I still never used it. I just had no interest in writing while I had to keep one side of the journal from closing on me while I wrote (due to the lack of spiral binding of course...) I knew the journal wasn't going to be balanced on my lap as I wrote and I would be frustrated instead of relaxed.
So today, I broke down.
I usually have a serious rule that I don't start a new journal until I have filled up Every. Single. Page. of my old journal.
But today, I made an exception.
I bought a pack of two spiral bound journals for six bucks (even better than the deal on my last journal!) and I have already written three pages in the course of today!
It was SO lovely!
It laid flat on my desk because it could bend all the way.
I got the full use of the paper because the crease wasn't folding due to the regular binding.
I could hold it in my lap, ponder for a bit, and then jot down what came to my mind, with ease and comfort.
After today, I have hereby made a solemn vow that I will never again buy a journal that does not have spiral binding.
Not matter how tempting the cute front cover may be.....