“Step one of becoming a millionaire is to make a million dollars.”
Seems pretty obvious, doesn’t it?
I feel as if a lot of the keys to success are packaged pretty neatly. So neatly, in fact, that it makes it difficult for me to understand why I cannot grasp them.
I want certainty. I want to know that if I do “X”, then I will receive “Y”. I want life’s little instruction book to have a beginning, a middle, and an end. I want to know that after I perform certain tasks, then certain things will occur, and I will be given a certain amount of wealth, health, happiness, and joy. I want to know exactly when and where to perform these specific actions, in order to be awarded with specific things.
I often get so wrapped up in the idea of living life according to the advice of the world around me, I feel uncertain when I don’t conform.
“In order to be successful, you must establish a routine.”
I hear that so often. I understand the benefits of routine, but it seems like it is a bit over-simplified. I think there is more to it than just that.
I have a had a lot of routines throughout the course of my life. In high school, I routinely skipped first period and ate sausage biscuits in the parking lot. In college, I routinely stayed up eight hours later than I planned, and slept ten hours longer than I intended. As an adult, I routinely woke up at 6a.m., mixed vodka with my coffee, slammed a few percocet, and began cramming Marlboro lights down my throat, while getting my workday started.
I guess my point is that routine is only as good, so far as it works. It’s easy for me to get caught up in the idea of a routine because of the certainty that it provides. Often, I get caught up in the idea that there is such benefit in establishing a routine that I don’t realize that my routine is not making me happy. I have been guilty of accepting a mundane existence, simply because it was familiar and predictable. If I am routinely doing the same thing, day in and day out, and nothing new is coming about in my life, then maybe my routine sucks. If I am following a strict pattern, each and every morning, and each afternoon I am routinely tired, cranky, uninspired, and ill-tempered, maybe it’s best for me to break stride.
I routinely want for new and exciting things to be happening in my life. I think that in order for me to allow these things to happen, I need to routinely break up the monotony of my routine.
I’m going to go make my bed, brush my teeth, and take a shower….after that, we will see what happens.
It’s gonna be a good day.
Peace, Love, and all things Beef related,
Those Sausage biscuits were good, and hell everybody was selling them for fund raising for all the different sports. It was that or Kristy creme doughnuts. Anyways, you routinely produce awesome reading material. Thanks for the daily motivation.
Thank you so much, Paige! I probably ate 1,5000 Burger King sausage biscuits in my stay at Germantown High School. I don’t think that is an exaggeration.