Hi, friends!
Are there any habits you fall into? Like a certain day you do a specific chore, or an order you wear outfits to work?
That second one is my problem. I’ll get into a pattern of wearing the same outfits in the same order to work for several weeks in a row. Well, at least they’re clean.
I am heavily routine oriented. Mrs Butcher calls me Rain Man.
I just hope at least you’ve never shared a phone booth with her and farted.
She’s the farter in this family.
There’s a black T-shirt that I’ve tended to wear on Thursdays, just out of habit — a specific one, which is different from the other black T-shirts I’ve tended to wear most of the rest of the week.
I wear something orange every 18 December…for reasons…
#mmiwg
The dogs add order to life. As their minion with opposable thumbs, we are expected to provide breakfast, treats, and dinner on time. Also they prefer that we keep a steady bedtime.
I’m embarrassed to tell you all the habits I fall into. These days, I try to make most of them good or at least harmless habits. I have an obsessive-compulsive personality, but I’ve learned to live with it pretty well. In some cases, it actually helps me accomplish things.
This is way more well worded than I could have said it.
I can relate.
It’s nothing to be embarrassed about.