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I've always been a little bit obsessed with rituals. I suppose it's the latent anthropologist in me. Although I often find myself lamenting the lack of
true ritual in modern, western, secular life - the kind of ritual that represents centuries of tradition, brings people together and is tightly woven into the fabric of social life (which may be why I'm so fond of weddings) - I'm also pretty fascinated by the quiet, personal, domestic rituals people perform in their daily lives: be it the way they make tea, or the order in which they get ready in the morning, or their habit of cooking a roast every Sunday or ordering takeaway every Tuesday. I guess this is why I am so easily addicted to domestic blogs; I love looking through windows into people's daily lives, the way they conduct themselves and find meaning and comfort in the mundane familiarities of
existence. It's a topic Sarah has been talking about a bit lately on her wonderful blog,
The Pink of Perfection and which I have been reading with unabashed glee.
Anyway, I've recently discovered that for someone so fond of the idea of rituals, I go about my daily life in a highly
un-habitual manner. I get up at a different time every day, I never eat the same breakfast twice in a row, sometimes I shower first, sometimes I eat breakfast first, sometimes I make the bed, sometimes I don't, I constantly change my preferred variety of tea...I'm quite the fickle lady, and that's just in the morning.
I also tried to institute a Monday night curry night ritual, but soon got bored of curries and ran out of ideas. I also started a Tuesday night by candlelight ritual
wherein every Tuesday night we would conduct our own private Earth Hour, but I forgot about it after one week.
I'm the most
un-ritualistic when I get home from work. I walk in the door, and aside from taking of my coat, never quite know what to do with myself. I feel like I should do something
substantial to mark the transition from work life to glorious, free, life life, but instead wander about the house like a
befuddled kitten that's just been put through a spin cycle.
I really do
want to create every day rituals, to take comfort in the familiar, to create some kind of constant in the chaos of my life, and to know what to do when I get home from work. I want rituals I will perform every day/week/month or year of my life. So, my slightly stalker-
ish question for you today, dear readers, is this: what are your everyday rituals?
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