I'm terrible at consistency.
I can be punctual. I can be bloody pig-headed about having things my way. But, following a mundane routine is just not part of this body's makeup. Anathema.
Do I feel that following a particular schedule or to-do list will help me be a better person? Maybe. I hear that consistency is required in the raising of children. I had boundaries and bedtimes and curfews and acceptable friends and acceptable social engagements. Perhaps that is why I now despise these things--my personal rebellion.
This little revolution has gone on long enough. I am becoming unproductive with such a loosey-goosey meandering through a day.
So the experiment that will follow is a tiny bit scary as it steps outside my norm.
Ok. Not so much with the science. But I am going to attempt to develop a daily routine in hopes that I can become a more productive writer, teacher, and person.
Put on the goggles and buckle up. It's going to be a bumpy ride...
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