Every morning, I have my routine. Most of the time, it’s pretty much in order, but mostly I get sidetracked. I usually get the big stuff done with no issues. Shower, dry, start dressing. After that, it’s a constant list. Over and over. I walk around counting what still needs to be done, like a silent chant. Toothbrush, shoes, lunch, feed cats. Over and over. Then I add and subtract as I finish things or remember what I missed.
Lately, I’ve had a helper. Mini adds feed the cats to the list multiple times. Brush teeth, meow, do a load of laundry, feed cats, meow, put your shoes on, meow. Repeat until the list is done. Not quite the same rhythm, really, when you add in the meows and stepping over cats.
My daughter also is helping with the reminders. She put up this sign. Unfortunately it gets to the point that I see it so often that I don’t see it anymore. She had to change it up a bit this week to make sure I saw it.
Unfortunately, I don’t have a photo of the one that was there before, but it had a drawing of the two cats, and one was the back end of the kitty, walking away.
bookworm at the gym 