Wait, what routine?
This is not a Christmas Eve post. For continuity's sake, this is a December 23rd post, I'm just a little late in writing it.
So today what I want to talk to myself about (because in all honesty, no one is reading this, like literally at this moment in time, this blog is getting ZERO visitors) is time management, or maybe just routines.
I just had an interesting conversation with my parents and younger brother about our morning routines. Now my younger brother and mom tend to try to stick to a specific morning routine, everything is done the same way every morning regardless of the day. From when they have their coffee/breakfast to when they use the bathroom and whether or not they shower. My father and I, on the other hand, do not have a set routine. In fact, we tend to let our mornings come to us however we see fit.
For example, this morning I woke up, had a bowl of cereal in the living room while looking out the window, I then got up, used the bathroom, then went back to the living room to have a glass of orange juice while I checked my phone for tweets and the like. Only after I finished that glass of OJ did I then start getting ready for work. Now compare that to the day before, where I stayed in bed for a good 30 mins reading the news, then went to the bathroom, then had my breakfast (which this time was waffles and a cup of tea) in the dining room while reading a comic book, I then went and got ready for work. There are days where I'll get ready for work first and then have breakfast, and then there are days that I'll just stay in bed until lunchtime. No one of my mornings is exactly the same. The same can be said about my father, who does not set a morning routine.
Now the point of all this introspection is to reflect on the fact that I think subconsciously I am trying to find the need for a routine. This past year I have relied heavily on a bullet journal to make sure that I was completing all my assignments for school, and keeping track of my hours at work. But now that I am no longer in school, I'm using the bullet journal to keep track of my everyday movements. And with this, am I trying to develop that routine?
I've got myself down for the month of January to try and keep to certain habits, from making my bed every morning to washing my face every night (I'm terrible at both. I never make my bed, and I only ever wash my face if I've worn a full face of makeup.) So the idea is to do these specific tasks, among a few others, every day for a month to which they will hopefully become a habit that I no longer need to track. And then I can add new good habits and move on from there.
But in doing all of this, will my mornings go from spontaneous to completely routine? And more importantly is this routine something I have been missing out the entirety of my adult life?
I don't have an answer to this, and while I do not feel that I NEED to shake up mornings into something bane and dare I say almost normal to feel in control of my life, maybe and just maybe, something as small as doing things in the same order every day (as almost every day as a retail worker can) I can maybe force myself in to a direction I believe I want to go. After all the whole point of this blog is to chronicle myself finding myself, maybe this will be a step in the right direction.
So today what I want to talk to myself about (because in all honesty, no one is reading this, like literally at this moment in time, this blog is getting ZERO visitors) is time management, or maybe just routines.
I just had an interesting conversation with my parents and younger brother about our morning routines. Now my younger brother and mom tend to try to stick to a specific morning routine, everything is done the same way every morning regardless of the day. From when they have their coffee/breakfast to when they use the bathroom and whether or not they shower. My father and I, on the other hand, do not have a set routine. In fact, we tend to let our mornings come to us however we see fit.
For example, this morning I woke up, had a bowl of cereal in the living room while looking out the window, I then got up, used the bathroom, then went back to the living room to have a glass of orange juice while I checked my phone for tweets and the like. Only after I finished that glass of OJ did I then start getting ready for work. Now compare that to the day before, where I stayed in bed for a good 30 mins reading the news, then went to the bathroom, then had my breakfast (which this time was waffles and a cup of tea) in the dining room while reading a comic book, I then went and got ready for work. There are days where I'll get ready for work first and then have breakfast, and then there are days that I'll just stay in bed until lunchtime. No one of my mornings is exactly the same. The same can be said about my father, who does not set a morning routine.
Now the point of all this introspection is to reflect on the fact that I think subconsciously I am trying to find the need for a routine. This past year I have relied heavily on a bullet journal to make sure that I was completing all my assignments for school, and keeping track of my hours at work. But now that I am no longer in school, I'm using the bullet journal to keep track of my everyday movements. And with this, am I trying to develop that routine?
I've got myself down for the month of January to try and keep to certain habits, from making my bed every morning to washing my face every night (I'm terrible at both. I never make my bed, and I only ever wash my face if I've worn a full face of makeup.) So the idea is to do these specific tasks, among a few others, every day for a month to which they will hopefully become a habit that I no longer need to track. And then I can add new good habits and move on from there.
But in doing all of this, will my mornings go from spontaneous to completely routine? And more importantly is this routine something I have been missing out the entirety of my adult life?
I don't have an answer to this, and while I do not feel that I NEED to shake up mornings into something bane and dare I say almost normal to feel in control of my life, maybe and just maybe, something as small as doing things in the same order every day (as almost every day as a retail worker can) I can maybe force myself in to a direction I believe I want to go. After all the whole point of this blog is to chronicle myself finding myself, maybe this will be a step in the right direction.
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