The Rut

It seems as though I’ve been slightly neglectful.

After a long hot summer, which I never thought I would experience in this part of the world, I’m trying to pull myself out of the deep rut that I’ve carved. I guess realising I’ve become a repetitive creature who goes about the same routine every day without any digression at all is the first step. But how to go about it, that’s the conundrum. The way I see it, I can stay in the comfort of my deep rut or climb out. Within my rut there’s no time for much else but reading the pile of books I’ve purchased from charity shops. Sometimes I’ll put down the book and do a bit of housework or cook something but I’m sort of obsessed with researching books and authors and trolling reading lists to find stuff I didn’t know existed. I have to confess right here that I have read four books in four days before. It’s kind of sad, but that’s my rut.

Now, how do I do it? Do I slowly climb out a tiny step at a time or do I change the routine completely and discard the books for a week or two. That would never happen. So, slow and steady is the best bet. Does it require some sort of change management plan? Or do I just wing it? If I climb out of the left side of the rut and fail, do I try to get out on the right side? What if I do that and fail again finding myself back in that deep groove without a ladder? All of these questions and more are swirling round in my head like autumn leaves in a whirlwind.

I’m not really a list maker and I don’t normally live by rote. I like to think I’m the spontaneous boring type who lives in an unchallenged rut. I have been known to make a silly decision on the spur of the moment and just go with it. Normally, after a few hiccups and even a few tears, my plans work out. So I guess the method on this occasion is the gradual change from spending my days with my nose in a book, to slowly working other activities into the routine.

On the plus side, my home library is growing!