Back when I lived at The Coop, I had a certain morning routine that involved getting up early and spending some quiet time reading and writing. I’d post my blog, do paperwork, and drink coffee. Then, I’d start my morning work preparations.
As I look back on it, some of these routines were complex. I’d have to parse out my vitamins, prepare my lunch, and load up my water. I know, it sounds absurd, but I didn’t like the water at the office and I don’t like drinking water out of plastic, so I would bring my filtered water into work in sixteen ounce recycled glass bottles. Baby bottles, I guess. I’d put the bottles in Moxie “coozies” and load everything into a canvas tote bag.
My mother would call these routines “gyrations.”
I don’t live at The Coop anymore and I won’t be going into The Big Corporation’s offices either. I won’t have so many gyrations. Still, I’m a creature of habit and I love routines. I like mindless tasks like cutting up vegetables and counting things. I like putting my keys in the same place every time I use them.
Some people are more comfortable with reinvention, like the JBE.
I’ve got my desk set up, pointing 42 degrees northeast. My vitamins are all parsed out for the day and my water is rationed too. Even though I won’t have to go anywhere today, I’ve decided to honor both routines and change.
I’m going to drink my water today, in a bottle and in a glass!