So I was sitting in this little corner cafe yesterday – you know the one with the mismatched chairs and that barista who always remembers your order? – just scrolling through my phone while waiting for my oat milk latte. Honestly, weekends like this are my favorite kind of reset. No agenda, just me, my thoughts, and maybe a bit of people-watching. Which got me thinking about how I organize my life lately. Or rather, how I try to organize it. My notes app is a disaster zone of half-formed ideas, my calendar has more colors than a rainbow, and don’t even get me started on my wardrobe planning. I…