Today was the day I was going to start my new morning regimen. The plan is to wake a little earlier, make a pot of tea, empty my thoughts onto three stream of consciousness pages, walk, start my chores and then write a blog post. What have I done instead? I woke late, made a quick cup of tea to drink in the car and rushed my daughter to the dance studio, where her teacher decided the 72 hours of rehearsal they had last week was probably all they could handle and told them to go home. Instead of going home, we piled everyone in the car and went to breakfast at the local diner! It was fun and everyone was very excited to take the much needed break. However, its 1:00 pm now, and I am just beginning my day.
Every day presents its own new set of challenges to staying committed to the work I know I need to do to find my new path, while remaining committed to my current work as Mom, wife, sister, friend, daughter, etc. One of the joys of not having a 9-5 job is this ability to be spontaneous and available to be the people I love. However, in doing so, I tend to put my own needs on the back burner.
I am not a morning person, but I am beginning to think that I might need to become one. If I could take care of me before anything else grabs my attention, I could probably make some progress. At a minimum, I think having my tea, writing my morning pages and walking before I have to do anything else, could make a huge difference in the quality of the rest of my day. I do feel certain that if I'm going to get this train back on the track, I'm going to have to take some time to figure out where the main line is and what I need to do to get there.