There are people who have this thing they do. It works for them. Their lives run a little more smoothly than mine. Their kids are more successful. Their husbands are more satisfied. This mystical unattainable thing is so far removed from my belief system that I can only stand in awe of those who do it. I've bought so many books and read so much information about this. Heck, I've bought a package that explains how to schedule this into your life day by precious day. Yes, I paid money for it. The more I learn about it, the more sure I become that this is not for me. I am, admittedly, scared to death of it and deem myself emotionally and physically unfit to try it.
Okay...enough of it. ROUTINE!!! Even the word as it is written is unattractive to me. It sounds like a high-wire circus act or a rinse you would use for bad breath. I can't have any part of it and don't mesh well with those who do well with one. If you actually tried to start one, I'll bet you five dollars that some "thing" would sabotage it that very day. Like today, my car is sitting in my driveway. I have black garbage bags over the windows that were left rolled down. It is pouring down rain and my battery is dead as a hammer. See.....I tried to schedule ahead. Make an appointment...Venture out into the world as if..............WHAM! oh no you don't. Get back in the house. Chase your tail! Chase your tail! Chase your tail!