Having lived on my own for so long, I have apparently developed habits that I didn't even notice. This shouldn't be terribly surprising. After all, I managed to eat, go to work, work out, go out, etc., for all of my 36 years. Somewhere along the line, I probably did these things more than once.
All of these habits come to light, however, when you try to mesh them with someone else and 3-year-old twins. It's not that my old ways were better, they were just different. There are the little things: the coffeepot that completely defeated me the first time I tried to use it, how and when you take out the recycling. There are also big things: how much time do I have for myself, how much do I not.
In just one week, I think KLC and I have made major strides in sorting through our previous habits and coming up with a new Routine. (It's contains a capital letter not for some rogue grammar lapse, but because I'm beginning to realize it deserves it.) We'll continue to experiment and adapt -- for example, my heading to the gym this morning at 5:45 am so I can work out before starting work -- until we get things down so it works for everyone. It's interesting and a bit of shock to realize that I have been more habit-oriented than I thought all of these years ...
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