More of my routine life...

Why do we, after a brain injury, adopt routines that lodge in our heads and this is how we function? My clinical psychologist told me this is normal.

So here we go

Walk into the kitchen and clear up any mess the dogs made

Open dishwasher, take out bowls for Daddy and Jack and place them to the left of hob

Put our respective cups to the top of the chopping board, each with teaspoons in

Put my bowl on chopping board, put a handful of All Bran in it and put in milk

Put two spoons on chopping board for Jack and Daddy's cereal, cup alongside and half fill it with tropical juice from fridge

Take spoons and juice to the kitchen table and open blinds half way up

Open big curtain and let Hudson into the garden. Morgan doesn't usually want out as he's already emptied his bowels onto the kitchen floor overnight. Little bugger

Fill sandwich bag with a banana, Yo-yo and Soreen bar. Knot it and put in Jack's rucksack for his snack at school. Fill his water bottle and put in side pocket

Put rucksack by front door with Jack's coat and my handbag

Take my phone off charge, sit at kitchen table and wait for boys to come downstairs