A disrupted routine makes me a sad panda
September 4th, 2009 | Posted in Daily Grind | 5 Comments »I am a person that thrives in routines.
My weekly routine, as it stands right now: I wake up at 6:00 a.m., rouse the little man and get him ready for school. By 6:30, we’re waiting at the bus stop. With a hug and a kiss, I send him off to school and come back home to spend some quality time with Josh before he heads off to work. I usually find him in the bathroom (hey, we’ve been married for 5 years, through the best and the worst. The privacy of the bathroom is no longer sacred!)
“Good morning,” I say, “are we doing the living room or bedroom today?”
Depending on how tired and relaxed we are, we either spend the next hour and a half in the living room, lounging and watching t.v., or in the bedroom, lounging and watching t.v. We lead exciting lives.
“Bedroom,” he usually grumbles. I usually prefer this idea. So, I crawl back into bed and cocoon myself with the covers. By 7:00, we’re absentmindedly drifting in and out of sleepyness waiting for one our favorite shows, Still Standing, to come on Lifetime. Quality time at its best.
Only this morning, they’ve gone and changed everything, as they usually do when someone finally discovers a show that they like and expect to come on at a certain time. And they can’t replace good shows with a show of equal entertainment, either. Usually something stupid like Will & Grace or Project fucking Runway. I DESPISE EACH OF THOSE SHOWS. LIFETIME SUCKS.
So, we were both sad pandas this morning. Instead, we ended up watching something on the Investigation Discovery Channel about serial killers – Ted Bundy specifically. There’s nothing quite like an image of Ted Bundy to snap you back into consciousness real quick.
