Beginning to stabilize

Ahhh, I’m finally starting to settle into a routine.

The apartment has been lived in for nearly two months. Morning rituals are set. I rise at nearly the same moment every day. Roommate Adrian’s cat does her “pounce on my feet” thing every morning once my radio sounds. Cute.

There’s a rhythm at work. Class in the morning, lunch, grading in the afternoon.

After arriving home in early evening, there’s the run/weight thing for an hour/hour thirty. Then more grading until 10-ish. Then the free time before bed.

For as hopelessly impulsive as I am, I find a lot of comfort in routine. Not that I’m a glutton for excessive work loads, but if there’s a general pattern of tasks and time, I grow at ease, knowing what to expect during the days. It’s how I got through Iraq with its seven-days-a-week schedule, and even how I got through Hood with the “we expect you here at night and weekends” approach. Getting a groove helps a lot.

When things like new mandatory PT hours at work come into play, I’m surprised at how frustrated I get, having been removed from my normal pattern. I never saw myself as one of those OCD types, but I might have more of that in my makeup than I’d originally thought.

I don’t sweat small, temporary changes, but I’m not a fan of larger mix-ups—things like moving, daylight savings time (make me run in the dark…thanks America), etc.

Also adding to my general serenity is my growing comfort with the paperwork side of work. I’m obviously not as quick as many of my coworkers, but I hope I’ll shave some time off of my evenings for the occasional weeknight out. I still haven’t experienced the full-bore blast of grading our “feature” assignments, where students turn in exceptionally long stories. I’m sure there will be some later nights, but I’ll get those times down too. Just practice, I’d imagine.

So maybe it’s the muscle relaxers talking (fyi, trying to “max” on a Nautilus machine just tears muscle), but I’m definitely feeling the calm, healing light of the universe and all that crap.


About salemonz

Born in San Diego, Calif. Raised as a Navy Brat, I jumped ship and crossed over to the Army. Served as an enlisted journalist for a bunch of years, then helped the DoD figure out what the hell to do with social media. After the Army, now I drift down the river of life, trying not to be a jerk.

9 responses to “Beginning to stabilize”

  1. Cristina says :

    Getting into a routine and occasionally breaking that is hard.

  2. wilsonian says :

    Ummm…. wow. Just wow. 🙂
    The hickey adds a nice touch.

  3. ZNB says :

    You’re such a beautiful monk. 🙂

  4. sarah says :

    where DID those hickeys come from?

  5. Joshua says :

    Christina: Yeah, definitely. I’m more of a long-term dude. I guess the military is probably not the best fit :p

    Hey! Never mind about the hickeys!

  6. davidmcclain says :

    so sorry i missed this.

    you back stateside for a while?

  7. Joshua says :

    Heya D!

    Hells yes I’m stateside. I scored a job teaching journalism in D.C. Nice, eh? How are things?

  8. finch says :

    wholly crapsheit! just awesomeness…please tell me adrian’s supposed to be dirty sanchez ’cause that would be super…by the way, the Army called. Seems there’s been a mixup…you’re having a decent time. Ft. Hood expects you back ASAP!

  9. Joshua says :

    Finch, don’t even play. I still wake up at night, screaming.

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