Have you ever noticed how many parts of your day have become practically ritualistic?
For instance, when I arrive at school, I open my classroom, sign into my computer, go check my box (in the teacher workroom), and fill my water cup in the faculty lounge. In that order. Every day.
At lunch time, I grab my sack lunch from my mini fridge in my classroom and my water cup. I walk to the faculty lounge and place them on the table (usually in the same place), then go THOROUGHLY wash my hands! The hand washing is cathartic, I think. After spending my morning with about 250 kids, I CRAVE sanitation! After eating, I go to the bathroom before returning to my classroom. Every day.
It struck me the other day that my life is a pattern of repeated events. No wonder I sometimes have a hard time remembering which day of the week it is!
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