My morning routine is pretty simple.
Wake up,
Go to the bathroom. (TMI?)
Open bedroom doors (we have an odd two door system but it helps keep the cats out.)
Give cats treats.
Get coffee.
Go back to bedroom.
Turn a tiny stream of water on in the tub for the cats to drink.
Crawl back in bed with laptop.
Turn on news.
Read emails, Facebook, blogs, devotions and think about what I need to accomplish during the day.
Usually with a cat on each side of me or close to me.
Enjoy the sunrise.
Pretty simple and straight forward and it really does not vary a whole lot.
There is something about routine. The sameness of the way that I start each morning is comforting. It is consistent and in a world where consistency is not always present it is a good way to start each day.
My brother in law Carlton used to love routine. He loved the repetitive actions. It provided him comfort and structure. His world changed a great deal over the years when he lost both his parents. It was really difficult for him to maintain what was his normal routine as his health declined and it made me sad that those routines were interrupted. I get a bit teary when I think about our sweet Carlton and how rough his last couple of years were on him.
Routine is an important part of life. At least my life. What about you? Do you have a routine that you don’t change up? Something that is a sacred thing that you don’t deviate from? I would love to hear about it in the comments.
