Routine Stories

I’ve managed to get myself in a bit of a routine lately, I never thought I could. Untidiness was just one of my little ways. He said he liked that about me, at first. Of course, people change when you've been with them for a while. Now I’m as tidy as tidy can be, nothing is out of place. I’m still the same old me though, just a lot tidier. Having a bit of a lay-in was always one of my guilty pleasures. But, he gets up ear...

On Tuesday, I started a new routine. I identified a self-destructive pattern, which I am so wont to, so I decided it needed to be taken in hand. I was getting up really late. On Monday, I got up at 4PM. Yes, it was for a good reason, which will only be known to the people to whom it is known. My previous routine may sound like a good thing - go to bed when it feels natural, wake up when it feels natural, but in truth, it...

Saturday’s bus and train ride was quite a challenge. We left home about 12:00 p.m. and went to our usual weekend stop at McDonald’s for your fries. Then we took the Kennedy bus to the Kennedy Station where the subway trains was not working until Victoria Park Subway. Oh! Oh! I thought, sure enough Elijah was crying when the train was not coming and I had to take him on the emergency shuttle bus to Victoria Park. He wanted...