This week’s challenge:
The routine you share can be as specific as an occasional trip to the salon, or it might be an everyday routine. Whatever you choose is fine. Be sure to delve into every detail so we can feel like we are right there beside you. Feel free to write in poetry or prose. As always, feel free to use one of the images for inspiration.
Some people can’t start the day without that first morning cup of tea or coffee.
Others are thrown into a spin if they can’t find a specific item like a pen, lucky jumper/earring or car keys.
Then there are those who, for medical reasons, have to have a set daily routine for them to function.
For this week’s challenge, I’m looking at routine from a couple of aspects.
Our days are set around the dog. She will have her first walk between 6 and 7am, her second 10 am, third after midday, fourth 4pm, penultimate between 6 and 7pm, and final between 9 and 9.30.
In between those times we eat, shop, do chores, blog, house hunt, do puzzles, watch TV.
Living on the boat we would eat, shop, do chores, boat maintenance, take the boat upriver on a nice day, socialise with our friends, and blog. We had no TV and certainly no room to do jigsaw puzzles.
We are lucky in that we have each other, we are relatively mobile, can drive, and our time is our own.
Thinking back to my High Street banking days, opening hours were 9.30am to 3.30pm Monday to Friday but a late opening 4.30 to 6pm on Thursdays. There was no Saturday opening then, but we had no automated machines as there are today, everything done by counter service or an enquiry desk.
As a cashier, I was busy and had my regulars. Most were pensioners, many coming to me on the recommendation of their friends if they had a problem with their ‘rates’ (forerunner to our council tax) as I was also the standing order clerk.
I was usually happy in my work, chatting with customers young or old. I enjoyed it, and although the hours were set and the daily routine the same, there was sufficient variety and challenges with everyday life that stopped it becoming dull or boring.
Over the years, I got to realise that for a few, coming to the bank was part of their routine. Having taken out their pension at the Post Office on a Monday, they would come in to make a deposit then later in the week visit again to take out a few pounds to cover them for the weekend. Sometimes, it was also the only outside contact they had.
I therefore always made sure I had time for them, that they didn’t feel rushed or flustered.
I still remember the hand embroidered pillow cases I was given from one elderly widow with severe arthritis when I got married.