It’s that time of year where we need to get back into the ‘swing’ of things once more.
You know what I mean.
It’s now reached that second week in January where we go back to living ordinary lives again now that the hysteria and hype of Christmas and New Year has passed for another 12 months.
It seems to also be that time of year when we look at life and decide how we are going to tackle living day to day over the coming twelve months.
Well at least that’s what I’ve been doing anyway. (Although yesterday was one of those ‘out the window with routines’ kind of day because I had my First Born, the Fairy Princess, the Pixie Princess, my daughter-of-the-heart and her daughter and my First Born’s FIL join us at various times of the day as we celebrated the birthday of my Pixie Princess who is now 6).
Routines and housework go right out the window when you have little girls with balloons, streamers and birthday presents.
And so here I sit today considering the importance of getting some of that routine back and just how difficult it can be.
The morning is half over.
The Garden Gnome left for work (he has a temporary position for a couple of weeks) about 5.30am and the Teen climbed into bed with me. Rather than getting up and greeting the day (as I know I should have), I closed my eyes in order to catch another few minutes of sleep. I then drifted into one of those dreams where you are trying to wake up because you know you must but you can’t get your eyes open and you start to panic, before eventually forcing said eyes open an hour and a half later. The extra shut-eye didn’t do me any good at all.
Due to the Teen still being in my bed, it has completely thrown my morning routine (when the GG is not here) involving getting up, getting dressed and then making the bed into complete and utter chaos.
So I wandered out to the kitchen, scratched the Diva behind her ears, made a cup of herbal tea, munched my way through some leftover Christmas shortbread and cake, switched on the computer, played some games, read some blogs and I’m now left wondering what happened to my routine and plans for the day of accomplishing so much. Those same plans that I made last night as I waited for sleep to claim me.
I’m going to find myself a daily planner where I can put my day into some sense of routine and order. (Well at least that’s the plan).
I need to slot in time to finish my vision board, complete my goal revision for the year, study, meditate, exercise (my physio is going to kill me next week) and do housework.
There is no going back.
Onward and upward!
The day awaits.
Although I am asking the question, “Is anyone else struggling to find routine in their days once again”?