Remember when you were a kid and you thought being an adult would be fun? How’s that working out for you? Seriosuly though. It’s not working out so great for me, at the moment. I always thought that when I grow up, I will be like this super organised person, who would have a proper routine for everything in her life, pretty much like my mom. And in some ways I am, but in others eh, not so much. But it doesn’t mean that I don’t try okay. I try. But you know what the funny thing about routines is though? It takes forever to make a routine, it does. I have been trying since ages to perfect a routine so that I get all the things done in the morning. And after trying so many things I finally managed to put in place a perfect routine for myself. But that’s not the funny thing.
The funny thing is that sometimes it takes just one day or one change to completely throw you off off your routine, as it recently happened with me. See, I had this routine in place where I drink 3 different types of water in the morning, go to gym, get my emails and to-do lists sorted out, make a healthy breakfast and get to work. Then what changed? Oh nothing except Nitin’s office shift changed and instead of coming home at 9:00 P.M, he started coming home at 12 in the night. And down the drain went the routine. One could say that I can still have the same routine in place, just the timings have changed, but that’s not how my body functions. But you know who isn’t affected by this change at all? Our dog, Jojo. And trust me, it’s not a good thing that he isn’t affected.
Jojo usually has his dinner around 8:30, and when Nitin used to be home around 9, we used to take Jojo for a walk and a run. And the thing about his run is that you need two people to stand on either side of the playground or parking lot (where he runs these days) and he runs in laps. Now when Nitin doesn’t come home at 9, Jojo still wants to go for his run. After all, it’s his favourite time of the day, I assume, given he pulls me so hard towards the parking area that we often talk about getting a sleigh and letting Jojo pull us instead of reindeers. We dropped the idea when we realised that we’ll only ever get to the parking lot and nowhere else on that sleigh. Now because Nitin comes home so late and Jojo still wants to go for that run at 9, my evenings mostly consist of trying to amuse my dog in whatever way possible and spoiler alert, there is only so much “fetch” and “chase game” I can play. Ever since this change, 9 P.M. to 12 in the night are the most difficult hours of my entire day. And I am not joking. Going to the gym sometimes seems easier than trying to play with your dog and attempt to keep him entertained.
The minute the clock strikes 9, Jojo starts looking at me with those puppy eyes and starts to shake my hand even without me asking for a handshake, indicating that he is being a good boy and I should probably take him for a run. I tried distracting him with ball games in the house, but he was not impressed. I even tried going for a run with him this evening. And that’s how you know that I have really run out of options ( see what I did there). But the thing is, I can’t take him for a run without a leash on(because he starts chasing cats and sometimes kids) and with the leash on, I do not run at that kind of speed that I can match Jojo and he has not yet learned to run at my pace. So it was I and Jojo doing 10 second sprints where I ran at his pace for 10 seconds, followed by 2 minute walk where I tried to catch my breath. I told you my fitness is a joke right now. No wonder all those moms allow their kids to watch so much TV and play games on their phones. It is just so much work.
So, in order to keep my sanity, I started coming up with ways to pass these 3 hours. First is of course playing fetch, which works but keeps Jojo quiet for only about 10 minutes before he wants to play again. Next is playing his fav chase game, where I chase and try to catch him, which as you can guess, doesn’t go on for too long. Then we play fetch again and again. When he asks me to play with him for a fifth time, I give him a bone (which is like a treat for him), and he sits quietly chewing at it for about half an hour or so. I have even started tricking him by delaying his dinner by 10 minutes every day, so now instead for 8:30, he eats at 9:30 P.M. But then, even when after everything nothing works (and it happens more often that one would think) I simply scare him and tell him that I’ll give him a bath and he sits in a corner for some time. But having repeated this a couple of times, Jojo has now understood that I am not actually giving him a bath, so now he isn’t scared of that also. One day, as my last resort, I really did give him a bath, in hopes that it will pass some time and also instill in him the fear of baths again.
You see, I was NOT JOKING when I said 9 P.M to 00:00 are the most difficult THREE hours of my life these days. And you know when I told this all to Nitin, he laughed. He laughed so hard that I could’ve counted all his teeth if I wanted to. I could see all his cavities. He laughed so hard that he almost fell over. He laughed so hard his belly started aching and so did his cheeks. Wait that was me. Still, the point is, that Nitin is so shameless, he laughs when I complain about these things, even though it is all his fault. Maybe not exactly his, but still. And the worst part is that now that I have finally managed to have some kind of a routine again, Nitin’s shift will change again. It’s like there is no winning here. And all I can think about is, why even bother with getting a routine in place when it is bound to down down in a week.
STORY OF MY LIFE.
Tell me about yourself? Do you have a routine and have it all figured out? Well, maybe don’t tell me. No need to rub it in my face, Okay!
See you tomorrow 🙂