Wallace and I had a long talk the other night, about our painful lack of routine. We've never had one, save for a short period of time while I was pregnant. And, things in our home have gone from carefree and young to chaotic. And, it's just not working...
Babies, especially, need assurances of regularity in their day... And sweet Savannah has been flexible up until this point, but I'm afraid it's starting to wear on her too. I want to have a regular routine for Savannah. So, she can have some expectations for the day. And, so I can too.
I've spoken with friends and family about my possible OCD, and I think this makes our lack of routine more taxing on me in general. (It's pretty mild OCD, compared to others I've seen and known, but OCD nonetheless.) I always feel so much better when I have a plan, an order, a schedule, really. My mental health improves by leaps and bounds.
When I'm together, I write endless lists and schedules for myself. I remember being in high school and coming up with iteneraries for school trips and vacations, and lists of exactly what outfit I would be wearing on each particular day of my trip. I do realize that isn't normal. And yet, I still do it. To this day.
We spoke about coming up with a schedule, writing it down, etc. And, I'm really excited about coming up with one. I know at least one person who reads my journal who will know exactly how excited I am... I can't convey it properly here. (This person also wrote out their class schedule for college for me, in different coloured marker... which I still have, somewhere in a box. As we happen to share this particular compulsion.)
it's horribly sad, i know... but, just pity me, okay?
So, I'm also here at 10:30am, writing a journal entry. That hasn't happened for a while either. Savannah's already been up, had breakfast, played, and is already taking her morning nap. So, I have some time already to myself this morning.
Yay!
There are things I need to do today, but I have lots of time... I mean, it's only a little before 11am. And, I hadn't even gotten Savannah up yet, yesterday morning.
So, I'm looking forward to establishing a routine with Wallace and Savannah. And, I think it will make things better and go much more smoothly than they have been, up until now. And I'm happy, and excited...
And, I also hope to include in this routine, a more regular journalling schedule, but... that will have to remain to be seen. Unfortunately.
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In other news, I'm looking for somewhere else for us to live. I'm really annoyed with our complex, and it wouldn't hurt if we could find something cheaper, either. I'm still torn between hoping for a house, and finding a decent apartment to rent. But, be sure I'll be blabbing about this for the next few months, as our lease is up on Hallowe'en.
I also think I've decided to attempt finding some babysitting gigs, once again. We really could use the extra money, and Savannah requires a whole different kind of care than she used to, so... I'm looking into it, anyway. We'll see what actually comes of it.
I'll leave you with a vision of Savannah before I start my other projects for the day... Have a good weekend!