Yes, I am. Only if the society becomes a bit less sexist and includes it in the phrase "A Man of Habit."
I like to plan my day, a night before. Mentally I calculate tasks and time line. I try to stick to it and I feel sad if I can not. I am so punctual that I never start meetings/calls on time, I get ready well before the decided time. I call it the 'Buffer time' which is also added in my original mental plan every single time.
My usual time to get up is 6:30 am. Fourty minutes after getting up is 'my time' where I hopefully work out. Generally when I am running out of time in the morning I compromise on this. Not good but no option too. I take/make tea with my parents in law. I start cooking with mom being there in the kitchen. Four hands in the kitchen and two hours to wrap up the act with packed lunch boxes is not even a joke, I am the one who is the last to take bath and leave for the office. I have kind of made peace with the fact that optimizing my productivity at office is better than doing chores faster than a super man can.
I prefer walking down to the train station which takes around fifteen minutes. I take a train and the journey gets over in flat three minutes. Walking down to the office takes another fifteen minutes. This route burns my calories and saves my time - pocket both. Yes, in Mumbai taking a cab at this hour makes you cut a hole in the purse and makes the watch ticking faster than ever. I kind of feel 'Singaporish' when I use such elaborated routes. It also gives me some time to think about life. And world peace ;)
My office building is one of the tallest buildings of Mumbai and I sit on 9th floor. Which gives me another opportunity to work out by avoiding lifts. When I enter,my team makes fun of my flexible mood which follows theory of 'Reaching office late but still before time of meeting'. Yes, they are scared of my wrath if any one is late for any discussions - including partners of the company!
We are deprived of personal desks in the startup but I have conveniently picked up a nice warm corner away from AirCon. My laptop stays there permanently with a mug beside it. The routine is to take or do calls while walking in the lobby. I try to leave at the same time almost every day. Again, being in call with my mom or Mr.ISB while I walk to the station is my daily ritual. Observing lives around for half and hour more and I am home.
Home is where our mother waits eagerly for us. We all help mom to finish her cooking and wrap up the dinner. It is the family time which attracts discussions about films, news and religions. A little bit of reading and then a very good night.
This long description of my daily ritual is some how getting affected now a days. I have to rush for every single thing I described. Multiple emotions grab me every now and then if any time is left for me at all. A disturbed cup of tea and a disturbed walk to home - both are not very good signs.
A woman of habit should go back to the basic, before she slips out of sane state of mind.
I like to plan my day, a night before. Mentally I calculate tasks and time line. I try to stick to it and I feel sad if I can not. I am so punctual that I never start meetings/calls on time, I get ready well before the decided time. I call it the 'Buffer time' which is also added in my original mental plan every single time.
My usual time to get up is 6:30 am. Fourty minutes after getting up is 'my time' where I hopefully work out. Generally when I am running out of time in the morning I compromise on this. Not good but no option too. I take/make tea with my parents in law. I start cooking with mom being there in the kitchen. Four hands in the kitchen and two hours to wrap up the act with packed lunch boxes is not even a joke, I am the one who is the last to take bath and leave for the office. I have kind of made peace with the fact that optimizing my productivity at office is better than doing chores faster than a super man can.
I prefer walking down to the train station which takes around fifteen minutes. I take a train and the journey gets over in flat three minutes. Walking down to the office takes another fifteen minutes. This route burns my calories and saves my time - pocket both. Yes, in Mumbai taking a cab at this hour makes you cut a hole in the purse and makes the watch ticking faster than ever. I kind of feel 'Singaporish' when I use such elaborated routes. It also gives me some time to think about life. And world peace ;)
My office building is one of the tallest buildings of Mumbai and I sit on 9th floor. Which gives me another opportunity to work out by avoiding lifts. When I enter,my team makes fun of my flexible mood which follows theory of 'Reaching office late but still before time of meeting'. Yes, they are scared of my wrath if any one is late for any discussions - including partners of the company!
We are deprived of personal desks in the startup but I have conveniently picked up a nice warm corner away from AirCon. My laptop stays there permanently with a mug beside it. The routine is to take or do calls while walking in the lobby. I try to leave at the same time almost every day. Again, being in call with my mom or Mr.ISB while I walk to the station is my daily ritual. Observing lives around for half and hour more and I am home.
Home is where our mother waits eagerly for us. We all help mom to finish her cooking and wrap up the dinner. It is the family time which attracts discussions about films, news and religions. A little bit of reading and then a very good night.
This long description of my daily ritual is some how getting affected now a days. I have to rush for every single thing I described. Multiple emotions grab me every now and then if any time is left for me at all. A disturbed cup of tea and a disturbed walk to home - both are not very good signs.
A woman of habit should go back to the basic, before she slips out of sane state of mind.
...And with all of that you take the time out to write! :D what-a-wow
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