I’m often asked, why I get up so early everyday, when I don’t have to?
It’s my quotidian routine…the daily, typical details of my life, we all have.
Mine just begins at 4.
It’s what we’re used to, those buoys in the water…comforting, reassuring. Mine never change unless because of work, weather, or there’s a fella in my bed (well, stranger things have happened you know.)
Quotidian, an adjective and somewhat of an oxymoron since, it’s a fancy term for the mundane, ordinary, common and conventional occurrences that take us from A to B, conducted blindfolded if necessary, we’re so acquainted with their rhymes and rhythms…our personal pattern of unremarkable, run-of-the-mill, day-to-day activity.
It’s also the name of a very successful cafe chain in Manhattan…Le Pain Quotidian, suggesting, to frequent there often.
I embrace my routine. Going to Starbucks at 5, running at 6, saying good night to the moon at sunup. I see raccoons scampering home and cardinals in the snow. Talk about looking good in white, all replenishing, refilling my engine with Mother Nature’s quotidian, since with the exception of weather, she’s pretty constant in what she does.
How many women can you say that about?
I say hear hear to the mainstream, average, standard and unexceptional, since peace, though not featured, usually comes along for the ride.
A snow storm, a surprise commute to Brooklyn, or that fella in your bed, are all very exciting, but…how bout those cardinals? 
SB
Susannah, I get up at 5:00 regardless of work or no work. Days of no work, like today, are lazily nice because I don’t have to rush getting dressed and made up. Early rising is especially enjoyable in the summer months.
My dog and cat know our morning routine which includes petting, food, and fresh water. God forbid I deviate from their portion of my morning quotidian. A new word for me. Thank you!
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See, even animals have their quotidian routine. Nature rocks Skinny, doesn’t she? 🙂
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I love my daily routine. It’s comforting and when coming off a vacation, it’s as wonderful as a mama’s hug. I don’t bore easily (unless we’re talking people here!) so I keep doing what makes me happy especially in the early morning.
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I totally get that. As a mama’s hug…beautifully put.
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It’s why I enjoy my Starbucks coffee so much. It’s part of my morning routine. In the afternoon, not so much.
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It’s part of your quotidian full steam ahead…that drive-by cup in the morning.
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Yeah, I wish it worked in the afternoon but then again, I’d be broke in no time. 🙂
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You’re a morning gal…no question…:)
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My GF had gotten breakfast at an LPQ over New Year’s and she asked me what “quotidien” means, and with my profound knowledge of French I replied “you know, like quotidian – normal, routine” and she said “oh, so it’s Daily Bread” – mais oui!
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I guess she meant, sustenance…could that be? It is what sustains us day by day…like bread and water. Nice hearing from you Arthur.as always. 🙂
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I love your routine, probably because I’m a morning person. There was one period when I got up at 4:45 to exercise a replaced knee, walk, and go to work. Most years it was 5 or 5:30. I’ve slipped to a later time now, but morning is still the best time to get things done. Your morning observations are delightful.
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I think I get it from my mother who got up with the birds, she’d say, and actually fed them. She’d water her plants, make coffee…it was her private time and I have it too. That grace in the early morning silence. I think it’s such a great gift to be up at first light. We seem to have that in common Anne…:)
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There is nothing like the peace of the pre-dawn hours. Do you read the blog of therabbitpatch? Michele often writes of the early hours.
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No, never have. Like the title. 🙂
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I like reading Michele’s posts at rabbitpatchdiary. She often speaks of being outside before dawn in the country.
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I’m so jealous of you morning people. When I do get up early, I find that I can accomplish so much. Unfortunately just thinking about getting up early depresses the hell out of me. I feel like I am being pulled out of the womb (my bed).:)
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So you’re more of a starling, rising late, staying up longer. There is a downside to monkish hours, you collapse at 8. All good.
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I admire you for getting up so early. I aspire to it but it’s not in my nature. At least I’m slowly acquiring the habit of working out before noon.
Incidentally, quotidian is a great word. I learned it in English after I learned it in French and it was a surprise to know that it was an English word too. It’s one of those words I would never use, but love hearing and love knowing exists.
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I agree. You never use it in conversation. It sounds familiar to me because there are Le Pain Quotidians on every corner it seems, so it bleats big in my consciousness. Fancy words are like party shoes you rarely wear but like to gaze at in the closet. Thanks.
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I’m jealous of your cardinals: we don’t get those here. We get lots of gold finch though, so I shouldn’t moan. Good to hear your circadian rhythms are alive and kicking. 😉
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It’s become my favorite bird. They are just so dashing especially the men. That red can really turn a girl on.
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You’ve left me fighting my best NSFW leanings, engaging the words “cock” and “red”. 😉
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Excuse me? I only engaged the second. I’m from Connecticut remember.
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Of course. I am glad I resisted.
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Oh Mick…what can I say.
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I love my early bird routing too, and so does Peanut. We enjoy our quotidian routine of me drinking coffee while catching up on the internet as he licks my feet. It’s our thing … lol!
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See, I need a Peanut to lick my feet. Does he have any extra time?
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Ah, Dad loved his Cardinals, both the birds and the baseball team. His common routine was work, write his book, watch his games. In the nursing home, I watched them, too, though I really didn’t care who won. Female in my bed, huh? Sounds nice. Right now, it’s go to Cracker Barrel for lunch about 6:30P (breakfast was about 1p), sit and do Words With Friends for 1.5 hrs there, then home, Netflix, email, whatever, sometimes a Ted Talk in the morning (afternoon), and bed about 2-3a…you know, about when you are getting up. I would change that schedule for the female, but since she isn’t, I won’t.
Scott
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