Are you a creature of habit or do you vary the order in which you do things from week to week, or even day to day? I think that once I retired from the busy life of teaching I became a creature of non-habit - that is until I met and married the farmer. Since then things have become very ordered indeed! (and that is twenty-two years).
When we first married it was pre 'Foot and Mouth' and this was still a working dairy farm. Cows are definitely creatures of habit and at a quarter to six every morning the cows would be queueing at the pasture gate - and what is more they would be calling (loudly) for the farmer to get a move on. Similarly at half past five in the afternoon. On the odd occasion when he was not there they would not be pleased.
That of course meant a couple of slices of bread and butter left covered on the table for half past five in the morning, breakfast always at around nine o'clock, when the cows had gone back to the pastures, lunch at 12.30 so that wherever the farmer was on the farm he knew that that was the time to come in for lunch, and tea at five o'clock. At least I knew precisely where I stood and what I was getting into!
And that is how it has remained apart from breakfast, which has moved to seven in the morning, although we are now semi-retired. And I must say there is a certain orderliness about it which I like very much and most of the time it makes life much easier. If I am out with friends I can always leave something for him to manage for himself (he is very good on the microwave - much better than I am) and he does a very good crispy fried yesterday's potatoes.
Even my shopping has that same orderliness about it. I order on line and each week it is delivered between eight and nine in the morning on Tuesdays. That just gives me time to wipe out the fridge and put the breakfast pots in the dishwasher before my order arrives.
Does all this sound boring to you? Well, maybe it is but it does make life so much easier and more comfortable.
Today, the second day of the local Food and Drink Festival in our little market town, has dawned with pouring rain. The fields need it badly. After a couple of warm weeks when the grass grew well, we have had a cold week with night frosts and the grass has gone backwards. Most farmers have put out their dairy herds and the situation is that they will be short of grass before long unless things improve. This rain will be gratefully received by those little green blades - not so the Food and Drink Festival folk. Good news is that it is set to clear the country before lunch time, so perhaps they will have a good, successful afternoon.