if you lived with me...
...then you might notice two of my following habits...and since I am feeling confessional today, I thought I would reveal them here.
ONE:
I've begun this (I think) good habit of refusing to turn on my computer in the morning until after I've sat in quiet. My house may not be quiet, but internally - I try to quiet myself. This may include a pensive cup of coffee while staring out at the cedars, but it almost always includes journaling and reading. Perhaps it's a lingering desire from my more religious days ("quiet time"), but I find that without this sacred space, I am quite anxious and unfocused throughout the day. This morning, I sat with the most delicious cup of Ethiopian coffee and read a few excerpts of Dillard...from both Pilgrim at Tinker Creek
(my favorite chapter "Seeing") and A Writing Life
. I also journaled and had Carson
and Rilke
at the ready. It is no formula for a good day, as even now - I still feel anxious to begin the day. But I believe it to be a soulful practice.
(my favorite chapter "Seeing") and A Writing Life. I also journaled and had Carson and Rilke at the ready. It is no formula for a good day, as even now - I still feel anxious to begin the day. But I believe it to be a soulful practice. 
TWO:
I have this horrible (though Joel calls it endearing) habit of leaving bobby pins in my wake. Joel has found them in bed even...and I don't go to bed with bobby pins in my hair, so I have no idea how they get there.
What would I notice if I lived with you?
Do share if you dare...
