Kate said ROUTINE.
We all have one. Routine, that is.
On Thursday night I do my nightly things, I get in bed with the heating pad on, I prop my three pillows just so. I scoot Sam down to the foot of the soft comforter. I grab my Kindle. I check final emails from work. And, then…
I tiptoe very quietly into the party on Twitter. I see familiar faces by way of avatars. I see names and I search for one or two whose life struggles are hard and real right now – ah…there they are.
I watch the new tweets come in. I might click on a heart or two but I rarely speak.
Then, at about 9:42 I start watching for Kate’s announcement. Last night it was ROUTINE.
Then, I close my Kindle. Take my glasses off. Throw one of the three pillows on the floor. And, I lie there for a few. Thinking about the word.
Friday morning I get up a bit earlier than usual. Turn on the coffee pot. Take one of my supplements. Drink 8 ounces of water. Coffee pot dings telling me it’s done but it has a few final drips. Pour the cream in bottom of mug, pour the hot coffee on top.
Ascend the stairs to my home office. All the while thinking about the word.
I never overthink it. Think long – think wrong, my hubs says.
Now for the image. The image is everything, it can totally change my train of thought. Debby Hudson nailed it for me today and I went with it.
And the result of my routine this morning are these words.
What’s your routine?