The surprising benefits of predictability.

What’s this?  I’m posting my blog on a Tuesday, not my usual Monday.  Crikey.

In fact, it’s a deliberate break from the same-old, same-old nature of my life.  Yesterday, as I was summing up my morning to someone, I stopped and looked at the text.  It was the same as nearly all the others.  I tried to think of one single, tiny thing I had done which was different.

Nothing was different.

If you were to call me at any point in the morning, I could tell you what I would be doing.  8.40: dropping the kids to school.  8.55: cycling.  9.20: housework – a questionably pleasing variety of cleaning the bathroom one day, hoovering the next, tidying every day, dusting (rarely).  10: preparing the dinner. 10.30: making a cup of tea and settling down to write.  And so it goes on – hardly ever changing.

The funny thing is, I don’t mind my days being the same.  It’s reassuring, stabilising, even satisfying.  It’s only when my routine is reported that I feel ashamed.  In private, I am fairly content.  And why on earth not?  Mostly, life is a consistent road of identical stepping stones, and when the route or the path changes, we find it unsettling – sometimes in a good way, sometimes not.

Of course, you never hear the word “typical” said without it sounding negative.  Anytime a rebellious child, or adult, transgresses, they are accused of being predictable, and not in a good way.  The French saying ‘metro, boulot, dodo’ that I’ve referred to before paints the act of doing the same thing every day in a bleak light.  But then, usually after their death, people are praised for faithfully going to the same place every day and consistently doing the same thing.

So here’s a suggestion for you:  predictable living is too often called ‘boring’.  Why not try ‘faithful’ this week instead?

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