Routine

I just about forgot to post today. It’s a matter of my schedule getting disrupted. I’m going to Des Moines for a couple of internship visits, and we’re supposed to be out the door by 8 AM. I was going to sit on the couch and veg until Richard said he was going to make coffee, and I realized that I sit on the loveseat and drink coffee at this point of the morning.

I didn’t consider myself such a lover of routine, but I get discombobulated when my routine changes. My brain locks into a new groove and I forget what I’m supposed to be doing. I understand that people with ADHD have a love of routines, but I don’t know if I actually have ADHD. (At my age, getting tested wouldn’t change anything). I just need my routine.

I don’t like transitions. My routine gets obliterated when the school year ends, and again when the new school year begins. I want to lay in bed and hibernate when a routine changes. I don’t, because I feel guilty when I don’t get up and do something.

My brain is really strange to me. Why do I need routines? Why do I stall out when my routine is broken?

Contractual Obligation

I don’t want to break my writing streak but this morning has been discombobulated. Back to normal tomorrow.

DIscombobulated

I really want to write today.

But so far, my calendar seems to thwart me from all directions. I have (another!) dental appointment* this morning, followed by a meeting with the outfit that is sponsoring the National Guard training which my husband and I will be doing moulage** for. And, depending on how long that will take (too long, I suspect; I have no patience with dawdling) maybe then I’ll have time to write.

I had great ideas last night for my rewrite/character development of Gaia’s Hands, and of course I forgot some of it and I’m trying to piece the rest of it together with Richard***. I need a good stretch of time to write with more coffee to fuel me****.

I’ve written today’s blog and I have promised myself at least an hour on Gaia’s Hands. Hopefully, I will feel inspired.

* I was born with an enamel deficiency and rather soft teeth; I have all my teeth crowned, but one or two of my teeth have broken off and require further work.

** Casualty simulation; making up volunteers to look like victims for training purposes. This run-through is an earthquake simulation to train the local National Guardsmen. For the first time ever, we’re getting paid for it. Woo hoo!

*** Richard is the husband previously mentioned.

**** We’re currently drinking our way through a coffee blend that is supposed to taste like chocolate; no matter how we roast it, we aren’t getting any chocolate notes, just something that tastes like really good commercial coffee. Sigh.