Rinse, Wash, Repeat!

Today, as I was applying for a copy editing position for the American Veterinary Medical Association, I realized how much of a routine my life has become since I left EIU a year ago. I know that for most people life is a routine. We wake up, go to work, eat lunch, come home, eat dinner and go to bed. During college my goal was to never have a routine outside of my classes and work. Everything I did between classes and work was to be different from the day before. I never studied at the same time or same place and I tried to eat at different places everyday.

For the most part, I believe I was successful in this endeavor. Routine = boredom. Unfortunately, I have a tendency to become bored very easily with routine. I have been very fortunate in my 23 years so far to not feel this boredom very often. But I woke up this morning to find that I have slipped into a routine since returning home from Europe and I'm incredibly bored.

My routine is very simple. Sleep, read, eat, apply for jobs, Netflix, scrapbook, repeat. I know to some of you, this seems like a lot of steps. In college, I only used my room to sleep. I was barely ever there and when I was I slept. Now, I sit around my dad's house all day. I usually don't put on street clothes until 2 or 3 p.m. I've been sleeping in until 10 am or later everyday. It sounds ideal but I'm too much of a busy body to enjoy it.

Eastern's campus had so much to offer to an action-hungry student. You name it, I probably did it. I joined the choir, the orchestra, private violin lessons, Harry Potter Club, Hall Council, RHA, NRHH, became a manager at work, wrote for the newspaper. I did a crap ton of stuff and when I moved back home last August, I found a full-time job. Now granted the job was horrible and I came home crying every night, but I still maintained the busy body thing because I worked a lot of overtime.

Eventually I left the bank (smartest decision I've ever made), and began to search for a job. The summer wasn't so bad because I was literally gone every other week. I went to South Dakota, my grandparents, Europe, Missouri and just got back from Bettendorf, IA. Oh and I might also add I'm running off to Indiana this weekend for family reunion (holla!). But once I done with the majority of my traveling, I fell into my routine and I hate it.

I know once I find a job, the routine feeling will lessen somewhat but it's not really happening fast enough for me. I'm currently I'm trying to figure out how to smash my routine to smithereens but so far, no luck. I will figure something out, I always do. It's just the impatiently waiting until I get it figured out that annoys me.

I have nothing against people who like routine. I just hate routine in my life. Doing the same thing every single day just doesn't sound fun to me. So my conclusion today is: it's ok to like routine. Just remember, life is too short to rinse, wash and repeat.