I use my blog as my journal / diary / brain dumping ground, but I do have a plain simple notebook where I write down the day-to-day things. My note,s the tasks I need to do, the ones I’ve *done*, and everything else I can scribble.
My grandmother did the same – in a real sort of journal-daybook fashion. Just brief notes, highlights, things to remember. We;ve kept them all. Blue wire coiled books, lined up along a shelf at one time, now in a box.
I just moved a pile of mine from the storage room, laying on the floor, a haphazard mess spilling over, to the bookshelf in the hall. The set of shelves I got from my grandfather’s place.
Do you keep your old journals? If you do, do you ever go back and look at them?
Sometimes I do, when I find them. I like to see if my good ideas are still relevant or just embarrassing. There’s note sin there I forgot, notes in there on things I want to remember. Menu plans, a dozen different blog template ideas, sketches I forgot I scribbled, but remember that I did them to prove to myself I still could.
I’ve never though about what will happen to them eventually. Maybe I should.