Routines

 

I have been told that routines are good. 

I am not generally good at them.

I am the kind of person who prefers to take a new route every time she goes somewhere, but I have been trying to establish a routine since last Wednesday.

Every morning I get up, make coffee, get on the scale and weigh myself, then check my blood sugar. I record both of those on my calendar before taking the morning medicine and going in to play Words with Friends.

I drink my coffee and mess around on my computer until Bestest calls, then I take my diabetes medicine and prepare brunch. 

I take a nap in the afternoon, do something around the apartment and wait until it's time to take my diabetes medicine in the evening. Then, while waiting for it to take effect, I draw a picture for Bestest and do any cooking necessary for dinner.

After dinner I clean everything up, brush and floss my teeth and watch television until it is time to read.

I read until Bestest texts me goodnight, then I go to bed and repeat it all.

The only changes are when my son calls, or I need to go to the grocery store.

It seems to be working. 

My doctor wants me to lose weight and lower my blood sugar. I am doing a great job on both of those.

I wonder if he expects me to have a quality life doing this?

It IS a comfortable life, but it is not what I would call a quality one.

Perhaps if I do it long enough I will discover something else I can do without messing up the routine.