Trying to reset my habitual schedule is tricky, but I think progressing. It helps that we’re still on break this week; makes it a lot easier to experiment with scheduling. I used to wake up and do internet first thing, but with the router off in the morning until 10, now I wake up and can’t — well, I can using cell service on my phone, but I try to leave it downstairs, so I’m not tempted to do that right away.
I’ve started waking up and just reading first thing, which is bloody brilliant, I have to say. Not only am I getting through a lot more books than I normally do these days, it’s just such a pleasant, peaceful way to start the day, AND it returns me to myself, AND it gives me ideas for when I’m ready to start writing.
Reading fiction for an hour, first thing. I’m going to have to get up a little earlier to do that next week, if I’m going to do it before the kids get up at 7, but I think it’ll be worth it. We’ll see. It feels oddly luxurious and indulgent, but I am reminding myself that this is also PART OF MY JOB.