Missing Stepping Stone

I'm lacking routine, ritual and pattern. Things that once were instinctive and had proper place and times now must be concentrated on and jammed into life during down times. I hate being out of step without a regular routine. It's all because my work schedual is never the same. Guitar practice, Yoga, "reading time", devos, and yes even blogging have sadly become all mixed-up in my fruit salad. And even more depressing is that the majority of the fruit in my salad takes on the flavour of hospital mixed with a good dose of the sand that you find in your eyes.

Of Christmas? I enjoyed my one day off. Too many gifts but I'm still really greatful. I wonder when the idea of a gift became so monitary? What if I wanted to give/recieve an action instead of a thing/possesion? Make me breakfast in bed, do my laundry, invest a little of yourself, your time, because really time is far more of value than anything you could buy. Maybe next year I'll try and start the tradition. And I don't mean those cheesy coupons (Good for one free back rub. Good for one car wash etc.) you give to family when you have no money or are just being cheap. Honestly- whoever cashes those in? Instead of talk and plans- react. Be spontanious and sincere.

I guess that's the end of my rant.

On a nicer note: I think more people should ice skate. Although your ankles may complain a little- gliding across ice does great things for the spirit.