Colour by Numbers

Throwing it back to 5 years before I was born with a little Culture Club this morning. My dad gave me a cassette version of this album for my first walkman when I was like 5 and I listened to it so much that the tape stretched out. Though, I realized while listening to the vinyl version this morning that I only listened to side A... over and over and over again.


I'm finding that mornings are my favourite part of the day right now. I get to sleep in a little bit, actually make a breakfast AND eat it, drink tea while it's warm and fresh. I get ready for work, hair and a little makeup if I have a video class or meeting, otherwise it's just opening blinds, putting on some music, and organizing my work space for the day. It's slow, there's no stress, I love it.

Evenings are different though. They feel lonely and long. I miss family dinners, I miss having my daughter run to me at daycare pickup, I miss feeling like that couple of hours between her bed time and my bed time is a relaxing break. Right now it's TV or Netflix shows, maybe some knitting, games on my phone, and just waiting until it's late enough that I might be able to fall asleep.

I'm hot and cold on the middle parts of the day. I love the days that I get to directly interact with kids in my classes but I also want to be mindful and not overwhelm them so it's only once a week per class. I like the routine of the busier work days where I have online classes I like the freedom of working on things as I need and as they arise on the less scheduled days. The switch between the two is making it hard to get into a routine though. I think one thing I need to work on acknowledging is that a lack of routine may be the new routine, and that's ok too.

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