Tuesday mornings are my favorite because I love the beauty of a routine. Of everything being right and regular, I just find such joy in the simplicity of a morning routine.
On Tuesdays, I wake up at 7am and I get out of bed at 7:09. I put on my suit and the same grey hoodie and walk to the pool. I always get locker 508. The same lifeguard greets me every morning and usually 2 other swimmers are there with me. I always grab the shower on the end and hang my towel on the left. Every step of getting ready is predictable, like clockwork. In the caf, I get hard boiled eggs with hot sauce, oatmeal with yogurt and banana, and half of a grapefruit. I grab a bran muffin to go if they have them. I spend a bit of time in my room with Jesus, before saying goodbye to my roommate and walking to the bus, which takes me downtown for coffee at acoustic and time spent talking with God and Carey. My Tuesday routines are precious to me, I value the normalcy of these mornings, to me the word "normal" almost doesn't even apply to the rare beauty I find in such a routine. Sometimes I wonder if I would be willing to interrupt my routine if God had something better in store for me.
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I'm guessing I'll have it all figured out by the time I turn 30.
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