Small things are often taken for granted.
A series of photos of my dad, listing his stock shares on an old 2007 planner.
A Civil Engineer graduate, he is quite obsessive with his pens (0.7, blue, gel), ink quality, pencil, rubber eraser, quality of paper, rulers (he has more than twelve of them), and even correction fluid. I recently found out from my cousins that the stationery and art supply obsession runs in the family.
Most afternoons, he would connect to the internet and log on his stock market account online. He would list down the shares and even indicate with small up or down arrow as it rises or falls. Even the names of the companies are neatly labelled and stamped with his interchangeable rubber stamp set.
We used to only have dial-up internet in our store. Now it’s USB internet. Dad is more adept when in comes to technology and such as compared to Mom.
Old 2007 Planner, neatly lined in red ink and pencil for sections. Company names are not written, but stamped with blue ink.
Dad is never satisfied with those lined planners sold in bookstores. He has to line them and stamp them himself. Wait till I take a photo of his address book; very OC.
