As I begin my daily scroll through Pinterest, I’m met with graphic after graphic promising my life will change in just a few days if only I woke up, downed some lemon juice with cayenne pepper, prayed to the Sun god, sat in a sweat lodge and spent £64386386 to make the perfect green smoothie.
Then I hop onto Instagram Stories and see other freelancers *not* still in bed at 9am, with no plan to get up and totally unshowered/unbothered with a morning routine.
And I feel like the most unproductive/negative flump ever.
Guys, I am a cynic.
I’ve never had a routine. Not when I was a child. Not when I was at uni. Not when I entered adulthood and not as a grown up of the big old age of 32.
If you’re like me, you’ll go to sleep on a Sunday night and drift off with ideas of a 6am wake up, a gym sesh before work, a nutritious breakfast and all of your emails responded to before 9am. Only to wake up at 8:45am, bleary eyed and fucked off that you didn’t do what you set out to do, again.
It’s something that I really want to get nailed.
I WANT to be the person that has any element of productivity in their daily lives. And you know what, I’ve often been able to go 2, maybe 3 days in a row of having a glass of water and getting dressed in a reasonable time. But when I’m in ‘one of those moods’ that seem to last for seasons upon end, it’s not the easiest.
There has been a huge upswell, in the past year or two, towards the notion of ‘Miracle Mornings’, ‘Gratitude’ and ‘vision boards over morning coffee’ and it all sounds bloody delightful. But often, my brain just will not let my goodwill take action on being more positive and productive in the mornings.
I HAVE however been crafting my own sense of morning routine over the last few months, so if you find your mornings are more Miserable than Miracle, these few additions might be reet up your street:
And when you wake up – at 6am or 10am, you won’t spend another 92 minutes in bed on an unhealthy scroll/compare/scroll/imposter mission.
Putting my phone in the living room also means I’ll get up, brush my teeth, shower, do a skin routine, have a glass of water and *maybe* a bit of breakfast (when I can be arsed) before being tempted to check emails or notifications.
This year I’ve made it my mission to read more. And the reading materials I choose are within the ‘self-development’ realm. Either I seek out articles where I can learn something new or I have a stash of books that will teach me about my brain, my being or my beliefs.
Reading a few pages whilst I’m drying off from the shower feels productive but it’s WAY more enjoyable than wading through an inbox full of, ‘do you want to try this new slimming tan?’ or, ‘we can help you gain 36684 new Insta followers.’
Look, I WANT to practise gratitude. I want to say affirmations out loud about how beautiful I am, how much I’m growing as a person and how my week will be the best one I’ve had yet. But this cynical sister just can’t quite bring herself to do it.
I don’t know if it’s that I worry my neighbours will hear me or if it’s that *I’ll* hear me, but a good middle ground is a journal or notebook.
Before sleep and once I’ve woken up, I like to do a little brain dump into one of my notebooks (that I literally bought because I judged them by the cover). Sometimes it’ll be a way to get all of the negative thoughts out of my head, and other times it’ll be to write some nice things down that I am grateful for.
As cynical as I am, it really does shift my mood from the moment I’ve woken up.
Multivitamin. Anti-depressant. Anti-anxiety. Done. Just this small act of self-care makes me feel like I’ve immediately gotten my shit together.
Sometimes, when I’m in ULTIMATE self-neglect/low mode the last thing I cba to do is jump in the shower and wash the sadness away.
So I started to make shower time something I really look forward to.
I line up my most luxurious shower products, stick the towel on the heater for a while, make my bed so it’s at ultimate ‘lie on post shower’ sexy and get a playlist crackalacking. Current choices: Greatest Showman soundtrack, Demi Lovato and Little Mix.
Having this, and other elements of a morning routine that I *actually* look forward to (like a trip to Starbs or a home-made iced coffee) ensures my days are as positive and productive as possible.
It’s so small. So bloody silly. But making the bed every morning really is a life changer.
What are your morning routines like? Have you got in nailed or is it something you hope you’ll grow into? I clearly need all the hope I can get, so please let me know!
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