Lately, I’ve been experimenting with creating my own custom GPTs—not for work, but for life.
Nothing fancy. Just small tools I’ve trained to think a little more like me.
One helps me write reviews. After I try something—a new ceiling fan, a backyard sprinkler, a toy my kid was excited about—I can quickly turn my thoughts into something useful for others. It’s not just about helping the algorithm; it’s about closing the loop. Paying attention. Practicing gratitude or critique in a way that doesn’t vanish.
Another helps me sort through my personal finances. Not to automate everything, but to create a space to think. It’s like having a low-pressure conversation with someone who remembers what I’ve bought, how I’ve budgeted, and what trade-offs I’m considering. It helps me make decisions I feel good about—and frees me from the mental clutter.
What I’ve found is this: these little GPTs aren’t just shortcuts. They’re scaffolding. They give me back time and attention—two things that feel harder and harder to protect. And with that space, I can be more present. With my son. With a book. With my own thoughts.
Not everything needs to be optimized. But when technology can quietly hold some of the weight, it’s amazing how much lighter life feels.
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