I Suck At Not Your Average Joe's

You know it's a slow day when the highlight of the night is getting takeout from a restaurant. For me, the highlight of Wednesday was grabbing a bite to eat from Not Your Average Joe's located in Norwell. Now, I suck at Not Your Average Joe's. Okay, perhaps that statement is misleading because I do frequent that restaurant a lot.

Even though it was a brief trip to grab takeout, I enjoyed the moment. For a while, I have been feeling like I have been somewhat in a rut. My routine has become very scheduled and consists mainly of waking up, doing chores, feeding our baby daughter (Briana), going to work, feeding Briana after work, making dinner, and doing other random chores in-between. And the cycle repeats the next day and the next. (I have a new appreciation of single parents because I do not know how they would do it.)

Interestingly enough, despite all the chores of cleaning and whatnot, our house is still a mess. It seems like the house is perpetually in disarray regardless of whatever I do. I guess that is what happens when you have a baby. My friends (Cass and Ellen) are having a baby this February. Since Cass is quite particular, I would be curious to see how the child rearing messiness interferes with his sense of order.

Regardless, for people who know me, they know that I do not like routines. Doing the same thing over and over again drives me nuts. Hence, my feelings of being in a rut.

As I was too tired to cook on Wednesday, Karen and I decided to grab takeout from Not Your Average Joe's. Needless to say, I was all for it. Besides enjoying the food, I thought Not Your Average Joe's was a welcomed break for me. Granted, it was only a brief moment because Karen and I do not live that far from the restaurant. Nevertheless, just getting out of the house was enough to break the routine to which I have been feeling enslaved by.