I have this thing about routine.
I ignore it.
It can sneak up on you.
Like always checking your emails,
or drinking water all day.
Those things are kind of necessary.
I get it.
But when the routine of your day takes over, I have a real problem with it.
I mean, come on.
Do you have to wait for the mail?
Or eat lunch at noon?
Or get gas when you have 1/4 of a tank?
Or wash the car every Saturday?
Or do laundry on Monday?
By the time you get your habits all set,
your day is gone into doldrums and weary clock watching.
I try to stay in my jammies all day.
I can paint in my jammies
and now they are all spattered with paint.
I kind of like them that way!
I try to drink Kefir with Flax seed all morning.
It is sooo good and my nervous tummy likes it.
I do try to respond to emails and posts about my work in a timely
fashion, but never to the drudgery of a consistent drone.
I do wash the sheets on the bed every few days.
I really like a fresh bed, and good Egyptian cotton only gets softer,
so it is a HUGE win for me.
I am not really habitual.
I am not stuck in a pattern of boring and useless deeds.
I do not open the mail as soon as it arrives.
I do not always make chicken on Sunday.
Or chili when it is stormy out.
I do not make cookies when there is a blizzard.
Or bake a cake for every birthday.
I mean people love different desserts, and if you know them
a cake is not always the best answer.
I am repetitive but not habitual.
I love certain kinds of cereal.
I love certain kinds of wine.
I love sourdough bread, if I eat bread.
I love movies.
I love hearing from my children and get back to them immediately.
and most of all,
I LOVE to PAINT and do it every day.
That is not mundane.
And honestly it is not repetitive either.
I have learned that repetition is healthy.
Habitual can be wonderful.
And consistency is a very good thing.
But mundane, I will NEVER be.
