Routine is a great thing when it works. I have had a certain routine that I have adapted to over the last little while. I typically get up pretty early, get a workout in, walk the dog, do some creative writing, post a blog, then practice guitar scales until the rest of the family gets up. It’s been great! I have gotten a lot done that I wouldn’t have in the past.
This morning was different. I played a show last night at Whitepoint Beach Resort. It’s a great little room to play a songwriter’s acoustic individual show. Getting up early was going to be a bit difficult this morning because the show ends after my typical evenings wind down for bed. That wasn’t what disrupted the routine this morning though. You see, the room that I stay in at Whitepoint is usually a room with a couple of double beds, a desk, and an arm chair. Don’t get me wrong, it’s got a beautiful view of the ocean and I am certainly not complaining here. The problem with it, is that Kelly does not subscribe to the early morning wake up specifically on a weekend with no kids around. Secondly, she does not want to be part of nor privy to my bouncing frame doing jumping jacks on a creaky laminate floor when the first signs of morning consciousness show up. I can’t say that that I blame her!
Maybe I could take to the road and get a little run in out in the early morning darkness? That would be ok if it weren’t for the fact that my golden retriever would desperately want to join me. I would take him; however, the resort I am in is famous for the rabbits that have multiplied all over this area like…well rabbits, and I would rather not be pulled by an excited golden into the woods on my run. It’s impossible to leave without him. He just wants to be with me so when I leave he will incessantly whine until I come back. To understand how this may be viewed by Kelly, just reflect back to the bouncing frame doing jumping jacks and insert “his wagging tail and a dog whining”.
So what did I do? I slept in. I took a morning off of my usual and just went with it. It did definitely set my day off differently. I actually felt groggier than usual by getting more sleep! In the end though, my blog got done (though I had to type this all a second time due to the internet dropping when I tried to publish the last one); we walked the dog around mid-morning after breakfast; the creative writing and guitar practice will happen a little later this afternoon; and the world didn’t stop turning! I can certainly see how a truly routine oriented person may feel like their world was unravelling if things didn’t go a certain way; but isn’t that what life is supposed to be like? Wouldn’t it be kind of vanilla if it was always groundhog day?
Tonight I play another one, so I should probably set my alarm for the morning knowing that this is going to be another later night. Maybe tomorrow I will walk the dog first, then do the creative writing in the lodge….or maybe, I will just go with the flow for one more day. Stay tuned and if the world stops tomorrow, I hope it wasn’t me!