I am what one would call a Creature of Habit.
It’s not that I especially like getting up at 5 AM every morning, including my days off, but I might as well, because my body thinks it’s time to get up, and June Buggie demands it.
So it’s up and at ’em. Outside with Rumpy for a pee. The feeding of the family. The cleaning and refilling of the water bowls. The scooping of the litter boxes.
Afterward, a few moments to myself to drink coffee and get online. Maybe even write a blog post.
Rumpy and I have been heading out for our morning walk between 6:45 and 7:00 AM each morning. But lately I’ve noticed it’s getting pretty hot by that time. So I’ve decided we need to head out earlier on our walks.
This one small change is taking a LOT of getting used to.
Not with Rumpy. He’s happy to go earlier. It’s cooler and that gives him more time to walk and sniff the world around him.
June Buggie is a bit freaked out about the change, but only because he has to be on his game earlier to try to run out on the porch with us.
Actually, the problem is with me. My body is rebelling. I operate on auto-pilot more than I realize, and this is NOT how we do things in the morning, thank you very much!
And, of course, my calculating mind is reminding me that this is going to change everything! Did you hear me? EVERYTHING! I am too stressed to handle this!
Which sounds totally ridiculous when I write it down, as I already knew it was. So why am I fighting this one small change in routine?
I don’t know, but I’m sure Rumpy will quickly adapt, and then he’ll keep me on the new schedule.