And, by the same token, I'm so pleasantly surprised by something that happens outside my ruts. People or things that are different. Last night I had country ribs for dinner. I hadn't had them in a really long time and they were delicious. This morning, instead of my usual english muffin, I had toaster corn cakes. Just delightful and different.
I really need to work at mixing it up.
The other day, my financial adviser called to let me know what he was doing with my finances and why. Conversations with him are always interesting and thought provoking. He's planning on my living a long long time. I'm not. But, it's fine. Better that way than the reverse.
But, it makes me revisit old decisions to make sure they are still good. I don't have a bucket list. I've been so very fortunate to have done and experienced so many wonderful things in my life. Now I'm enjoying the luxury of being lazy. I think I'd like to go back to New Zealand but only if they move it closer. Ditto with Europe. Or even England.
I'm happy here. With what I have. No bucket list. No New Years resolutions. I'd be delighted with another year of lazy. But, if another year is too much to ask, I'm cool with that, too. I'm fine with my ruts and delighted with curveballs.
Oh - changing the subject here - I just learned that the new poke bowl is chirashi which appears to be the same thing but a way to make poke ghetto. There is no world more chock full of snobs than the foodie world.
The shirt I have on today has a kind of criss cross wide lapel collar and every time I look down, all I see are boobs. I think my todo list today should include the addition of a button or a snap.
I have a couple of loads of laundry going. I have three packages arriving. A squeegee for cleaning these windows which are apparently intent on being dirty. Some new underwear. And some thread.
And I do want to take a walk. Maybe out to get a sandwich. Around the block at a minimum.