Wednesday, June 10, 2020

BREAKING BAD...habits

“They say” it takes approximately 
66 days 
for a new behavior to become automatic…
and a new habit to form.

I’m thinking PaulA is a habit now…14,111 days
a good habit...I ain't breaking.

I’ve easily been at home
over 66 days 
and noticed I’ve broken some old habits
and made some new ones.  

Since mid-March, 
I have not bought 
one item of clothing or 
one pair of shoes for myself.  
You just know, my inner Imelda Marcos is solely missed.
I may, however, have bought a couple/few/more things online for 
sweets Ansley and Presley…
just to keep my credit card company happy. 

I'm not a shopaholic…
chocoholic maybe
or a clothes hound...
although it is fun to sniff out a good deal at a store.
I do admit, however, to getting something new 
every once/twice/thrice in a while.

But since Covid,
I have walked by the 12 South shops in Nashville and 
 had no urge to go in.  
Not because I’m afraid of getting clothed with the Coronavirus 
but because I feel like I’m all set with clothes.  
I’ve been wearing the Covid uniform for so long, 
yoga pants and workout wear, 
that all the clothes in my closet are like brand new.  
Now when I look in my closet…I no longer think…there’s nothing in there. 
Now I’m like...
"Hi there light blue gauzy shirt 
that goes great with my white pants …
I forgot about you. 
You are so cute. 
Get on me."


And crazy enough...
the cosmo is no longer written in the stars.
I haven’t had a cosmo in months. 

The cosmo was my go to drink...  
not a to-go drink…
cuz if I was carrying a to-go cosmo around town..
Houston/Nashville we have a problem.

Could I be breaking bad 
habits? 


Anywhooo…

Since Covid, Paul and I have a new routine.
After dinner we get lost and 
found in front of the tv screen...
a coupla Netflix regulars.
We’ve been flexing our Netflix muscle through a series of series... 
currently watching "Broadchurch."
We try to show a little self restraint with
binge Flixing 
but
our Netflix habit real.


And so is our Klondike habit.
Klondike bars are so easily habit forming, 
they should come with a warning.
I probably formed a Klondike habit in record speed...
definitely didn’t need the average 66 days.
Who knew I was better than average?

Paul and I started cutting them in half so we could share...
half the guilt.
I would cut the bar, careful to get each side perfectly even 
but sometimes accidentally (on purpose?) 
one side would be a little larger.  
I would, of course, take the larger half.  

But PaulA caught on to my shenanigans.  
and he laid down PaulA law with a new decree.  
"Thoust person who cuts the bar in half, 
doth NOT get to choose a side."  
So seeing I couldn’t cut it perfectly even
even to my own liking..
I would let him cut the Klondike….and then I would chose. 
I'm choosing left. 


Of course,
PaulA got really good at cutting perfectly even halves. 
He was barely off by an eighth of an inch…
but who’s measuring Klondikes with a ruler?

66 days in and
we are
creatures of 
new and old... 
good and bad
habits.

But
for this Kat, 
it's mostly
Breaking Bad 
habits…
and making other bad habits.

Better Call Saul

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