Table of Contents· Background info
· Reasons I use this Google Sheet
· Is this template a good fit for you?
· Free Links to this template
· How to use: Fast version
· How to use: Elaborate version
· Mac Desktop shortcuts & doing calculations
· Final steps for easy access to your template
The article first introducing the template has gained a lot of views and reads over time. Since people seem to like it, here we are with an updated template for the upcoming year, with some minor adjustments. And budgets and savings goals.
My name is Gracia Kleijnen, and I came here to write *aggressively chugs down a cup of coffee and slams it on the table while placing fingers back on the home row*.
Professionally, I freelance in copywriting. That implies I write a lot. And the production of streams of words does not end there.
I’m an introvert with a lively inner world. The results of taking the Myers-Briggs test yearly confirm this. Here, I retrieve past experiences, and evaluate them through the lens of the current me. …
Try harder. Push beyond the pain. Because it’s the only viable path towards improvement. No accomplishment is worthy of achieving unless it comes with suffering, sacrifice, bragging about the number of hours spent, and working beyond your physical and mental limits. Right?
Read this while grunting:
“Sleep is for the weak.”
“You can sleep when you’re dead.”
“Another Red Bull will keep you going.”
“Get over it.” — Yours sincerely, Tough People who are immune to pain.
What do these phrases sound like to you? They sound like they come from someone who is out of touch with their bodily needs and their emotions to me. The bags underneath their eyes are valued higher than the latest Louis Vuitton drop. …
I was twenty. The median age was seventeen. Many of the dancers were even younger. I had wanted to explore this sport much earlier, but I was afraid of sucking through the initial stage of picking up a new hobby.
At twenty, a classmate from one of my project groups in uni helped me muster up the courage to start taking dance lessons. Even then, I felt behind. Purely because of my age. In comparison, I did start “late”. Many dancers started years earlier, sometimes as young as six, and most of the instructors were younger than I.
A few months in, one guy stood out to me, a fellow dance newbie. Partly because he was one of the few males, partly because he was very handsome and muscular. He had just started and wanted to give dancing a try. We had a short chat. I failed to see his positive attitude and willingness to start a new hobby as something good. Instead, I focused on a completely irrelevant detail: his age. “Wow, at 25 you’re done, it’s already over”, went through my head. Oh, how wrong I was. …
Heads up Medium: here’s the feminist in me speaking.
For years I had viewed the greeting “hey guys” as innocent. Its Dutch variant “Hey jongens” is also normalised as a term used to address a mixed-gender group. I never thought about it twice, until I was introduced to a different way.
Choosing a specialisation in high school I was told that “the boys are usually better at maths and beta subjects, while the girls are usually better at languages”. …
When do we enjoy a musical or a concert or other forms of creative self-expression most? What is it about them that makes us drop our jaws in awe, our pupils widen, chills tickle every area of our body and we forget where we are? Why do we get mad, frustrated or emotional over a collection of words put together by a random stranger on the internet?
Your creative work is to be interpreted by the audience. To find out how it is perceived by others, creative works need to be shared, no matter your intention when you created it. The collective audience doesn’t need to have a shared experience. Your interpretation of someone else’s modern art with an acrylic blob on a canvas might be “that it’s a blob”. …
You’ve finished the grueling job of cutting countless vegetables for an oven dish you know your partner will enjoy. The table is set, and the kitchen tidied up. Only ten minutes left before you both can sit down and enjoy your meal together. Right before the timer rings, you receive a phone call or text message.
“I’m staying late at work today, something came up.”
“I won’t be coming home, I have a business lunch.”
I’ve gotten such messages quite often.
How would you feel if your partner cancels lunch plans with you last-minute because they have to take care of an urgent and important work-related issue? And when that urgent and important thing is resolved, the next one is lined up or time-blocked in the calendar? …
Last spring I arrived in Spain for a “workation”, the exact evening when the first full Covid lockdown was announced. It went into effect the next day. With me, I had a carry-on suitcase with some clothes and toiletries, and a backpack that carried my tech. Initially, I planned on staying for a couple of weeks. That turned into several months.
The strict lockdown was lifted after seven weeks, but traveling between provinces wasn’t immediately permitted again. Flights back home to Germany were still suspended, so I was “stuck” abroad much longer than anticipated. Not that I was in a rush to fly back. …
It’s been an hour that I’ve been staring at this blank, digital sheet, finding it hard to get anything on paper. Did I really do that poorly in 2020? Am I afraid to come clean with my accomplishments? Afraid that they won’t be seen as “good enough” by others, and mostly, by myself? I’ve come across and read quite a few end of the year posts written by indie makers, online entrepreneurs, YouTubers and fellow writers. They’re pretty impressive.
One tweet stood out to me today about how someone made $3 Annual Returning Revenue (or ARR) in 2020. My immediate thought was, $3 what, thousand? Spread out over the entire year? But no. Guess what. …
The instant gratification monkey. Oh, it’s up there, overlooking you as you go about your day. It exploits any opportunity it sees to trick you into feeding it yet another banana.
You went to the grocery store, just to get a new pack of cereal. But wait, something’s off. How did those cookies and three pizzas appear in your shopping basket? Back home, you open Instagram to check one message you received during the drive back. But then something flashy caught your eye on the Reels page, and down into the rabbit hole you go.
Giving in to things that make you instantly feel good is not necessarily a bad thing. You just can’t be doing it all the time. Not if you want to move the needle forward on projects where you might see ROI much later in time. Doesn’t exactly taste as good as chocolate does when it’s in your mouth right now, does it? …