Ahhhhh three's a charm, I started with start the day with green tea and lemon, then I switched to start the day with lemon water, and now I'm back to green tea and lemon, but differently. So ridiculous that such a simple habit needed to be reworked three times, but on the other hand that's how it is?
The Cue
The cue, still, is slouching toward Bedfordshire, and I don't know why but lately I've been very rough at the end of the day.
The Routine
Which means, I am sad to say, it was too much for me even to just slice off a slice of lemon. So instead I cut up a whole lemon on my cooking day, and I have a jar full of cut-up lemons in the fridge. I can just about manage to fish out a piece of cut lemon and squeeze it into my jelly jar, and also, light bulb, put in a bag of green tea. The sweetie man usually makes himself mint or ginger tea before bedtime, so there's water of varying hotness in the kettle and I pour that over the lemon and the tea bag, screw on the lid, and put the jar on the nightstand.
In the morning I sit up in bed, grab the jar, unscrew the lid, drink down the water, and start my words.
The Reward
So yeah, I don't know why I've been so tired—or possibly, depressed—this past month. It does help though, significantly, to start the day with my drink of green tea and lemon, and for a couple of weeks I couldn't even set that up, which was making me even more depressed, and when that happens, make it easier.
Status: ACTIVE
