Routine

Routines are calming for me as an introvert. And for a busy body it is necessary in order to fit everything that needs to be done in a day along with all the want to get dones. Routines are safe...it means your life is stable enough to have time management down to a science. Things don't get forgotten unless you want to forget them. Routines mean your life is pretty mellow and relatively stress free, freeing your mind from the task of having to plan out each and every day to use it for more important things, like say creative imagination and day dreaming. Even in a bad living situation, there was routine making it easy to stay in that comfort zone day in and day out for years. Even if the zone is not all that comfortable or healthy it was not as scary as throwing that routine to the winds and seeing where it landed...

But I finally did it. I made the choice to turn my world as I had known it for the last 10 years upside down in hopes of something better.

So far my world has been mostly better from the minute I made that decision. (Putting my best friend of 5 years down 2 weeks ago isn't included in that better part....that just about killed me.)

But the lack of routine has me fumbling around like a ditz. I blame it on being blond, jokingly, to D & S and everyone else who's noticed. They just shake their heads at me and remind me of this and that like I'm a lost and confused puppy. I can only imagine what they think of me at the moment...I am certainly not showing off the best my I.Q. has to offer at the moment.

There is no routine to my disorder of a living-out-of-boxes kind of life. I am not used to all the socialization and the events that D & S drag me along to (I'm not unwilling, I gladly go, it's just all new for me and somewhat disorienting). There are tons of new friends to be balanced with making time to visit the old along with trying to make time for the hobbies I enjoy and exercise, and work, and working on this house to clean it up in lieu of rent...

But slowly it is getting there. It will get there to where I have a routine again. I will figure out what day is best for doing chores, i will learn to manage and balance my time. Things are slowly getting unpacked and organized and I've even started to block in some "me" time. And then I can really start to shine... :)

Well, maybe. I have some bumps ahead, like looking for a closer job and things like that but what the heck, maybe chaos can be a routine too.

Some things are fun though like this little guy...I ran down the stairs and outside half dressed and only in socks out to the street to rescue him. I had seen him from the upstairs window. Just in the nick of time too, as I stopped a car from hitting him.

Yes....I am one of those crazy people who stop to move turtles out of the road....

Painted Turtle