As I was ticking tasks off my daily ‘to do’ list it dawned on me that I’ve always had a slight hankering for routine.
Back when I was a kid I remember having this picture book, which captures the morning activities of a young girl. She wakes, she brushes her teeth, she gets dressed – her morning routine is all depicted in beautiful sketches.
I was obsessed with this book when I was a child. I used to take it to bed with me and wake up in the morning trying to follow the stages of the book. I even went so far as taking my ‘Ragdolly Anna‘ into the bathroom one day in a similar style to the girl in the book does with her doll.
I’m not sure what this says about me. I’m sure there’s all kind of psychobabble that could be applied. But, for me, I simply find this blast from the past kind of comforting.
P.S. Can you imagine if they did a ‘grown-up’ version? It would need to be telephone directory sized – what with the flossing, mouth-washing, shaving, plucking, moisturising and general maintenance which we have to undertake now!