Routine

I’ve been trying to get myself back into any semblance of a routine lately. I spent Sunday belatedly scrubbing my house from top to bottom; the spring cleaning bug had set in and it wasn’t to be stopped. Unfortunately that means I unintentionally blew of Rara, which wasn’t something I had been at all meaning to do, but I got a lot done. I then realized that my studies had lapsed, and desired to renew my drive to be the best that I could. With a clean kitchen, the garbage taken out, my desk completely reorganized, scrubbed down, and all the dust removed, I brandished a new, green, notebook and thought to myself “I can do this.”
My life was steeped in routine for as long as I can truly remember, and most of it was positive routine. Wake up; get dressed, drink coffee/perhaps eat breakfast [coffee was introduced when I was in 4th grade], brush hair, brush teeth, stumble out the door. Attend school for several hours, followed by several hours of designated after school activity, return home, goof off, fall asleep around 1 am. Wake up, repeat. College was a glorious chaotic event – mornings were not regulated, days were not regulated, activities were not regulated. The self-imposed regime of my earlier years was swept out the window – I was free. Post college life did nothing to stem that tide of chaos; sure I got up and went to work with the same routine, but there was no guaranteed activity after it. And I crave routine. So much.
So I’ve set up one for myself. Come home and study two grammar points. Use the smart.fm software to study 30 vocabulary words, do some dictation; housework! DInner. Then free time.
We’ll see how this routine goes. I’m currently optimistic.
^_^

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