Routine
Yep, I missed a day. I know, you are probably worried sick. I guess I am not perfect. Yesterday was just an interesting day. It has been 3 weeks now that I have been working late nights. It feels weird getting up with the family and then not having much to do before work. The last few days have been ok with little man hanging around. I just get bored other wise.
Then I found myself falling into a routine. I get up, help with the breakfast stuff, herd the kids to school, and then hang out. Work is the same. I go in read emails, take phone calls, and then train for that last half of my shift if it is not busy. It feels good, but sometimes it also feels like a rut.
Anyway, last night I got off work a little later than I wanted to and then came home to an empty garage. It appeared that no one was home. This was highly unsual. It was a school night, it was after 10, and no one was around. When I went to go into the house, the door was locked. I have fallen into the routine of not carrying a key to the house with me. I always expect someone to be home.
I walked around the house, knocked on windows, and tried all the doors. Nothing. I ended up hanging out in the garage for 40 to 45 minutes. It made me think about how easy it is to fall into the routine, we let our guards down, and expect more than sometimes we should. I won't even go into all the thoughts that were running through my head. That is another story. I just learned that I need to make sure I change things up a little every once in a while to make sure I am not in a rut, that I am always moving forward and not in a circle.
Then I found myself falling into a routine. I get up, help with the breakfast stuff, herd the kids to school, and then hang out. Work is the same. I go in read emails, take phone calls, and then train for that last half of my shift if it is not busy. It feels good, but sometimes it also feels like a rut.
Anyway, last night I got off work a little later than I wanted to and then came home to an empty garage. It appeared that no one was home. This was highly unsual. It was a school night, it was after 10, and no one was around. When I went to go into the house, the door was locked. I have fallen into the routine of not carrying a key to the house with me. I always expect someone to be home.
I walked around the house, knocked on windows, and tried all the doors. Nothing. I ended up hanging out in the garage for 40 to 45 minutes. It made me think about how easy it is to fall into the routine, we let our guards down, and expect more than sometimes we should. I won't even go into all the thoughts that were running through my head. That is another story. I just learned that I need to make sure I change things up a little every once in a while to make sure I am not in a rut, that I am always moving forward and not in a circle.
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