Do you have rituals you just have to perform at certain times of the day?
A novelist wrote of a character that “she sought the consolation of underwear.” As for me, I find my consolation in pink flannel pajamas with hearts printed all over them..
I cherish the cozy feel of the soft fabric, but getting into them is just one of several steps in a bedtime ritual I choreograph as carefully as I used to for my children.
1. MY PJs.
2. My back exercises.
3. Two minutes of tooth brushing.
4. Popping into bed (that delicious moment). Pillow under knees, just so.
5. Radio tuned to my cheerful local station.
6. My crossword (with a certain pencil).
7. My book.
No wonder going to bed leaves me totally exhausted!
What are the things that you just have to do in a certain way?
When you are not only quirky but quirky alone, you can act as oddly as you want (at least within the walls of your own house). I love to talk to myself.
I used to goof up around the house (trip over a rug because I’m reading a book, pour the orange juice in the coffee mug) and would chide myself – “You idiot! What a klutz!” Nowadays, I have knocked that yammering self-critic off my shoulder and reassure myself: “That’s what I love about you — you are so funny!” When life deals another random blow I say “There, there, sweetheart, of course you are upset; let’s sit down and talk it over.”
Sometimes I conduct whole conversations.
“I’m so embarrassed.”
“If I were you, I’d be embarrassed too”
“But you are me.”
I stick to rules for these things. When a snatch of song comes to my head, I have to sing it out loud, as much as I can remember. This works well with short ditties, like
Makes you feel ambitious!
A giant of a cereal
Is Quaker Oats.