So I was sitting in this little corner cafe on Sunday morning, you know the one with the mismatched chairs and that barista who always remembers your order? The sun was hitting the table just right, and I had my laptop open, half-heartedly scrolling through emails while my oat milk latte cooled. Honestly, my brain was still in weekend mode, and the thought of tackling my usual chaotic to-do list felt like a chore. Then I remembered this thing my friend Mia mentioned last week. She was raving about how she’d finally organized her life with some orientdig spreadsheet she found. At the time, I just nodded along, thinking, “Another…