Quotes About Routine

I do a job. I get paid. I go home.

I don't get a chance to be home much.

The main advantage of working at home is that you get to find out what cats really do all day.

My major goal is to take my bathrobe off before the kids get home from school.

I'm going to go home. Everything is going to be normal again. Boring again. Wonderful again.

I like to go home early, that's my thing. My idea of a pub crawl lasts from midday until 5 P.M., then I can go home, play with my kid, have tea and go to bed.

Every day, getting up early in the morning before much traffic, my wife takes me 10 miles from home, drops me off, and I have to get back.

It gets so boring at home. After all, how many reruns of Abbott and Costello movies can a guy watch on television?

I'm generally so disoriented during the week about what I'm doing and where I am - I travel a lot - that when I'm home on a Sunday, I typically try to sleep in as much as I can.

We were never the family that ordered pizza, and my mom never came home with a bucket of fried chicken. My mom always made home-cooked meals. We always sat down at the dinner table as a family.

I write longhand on legal pads, about half at home and half in cafes. I drink a lot of water and eat a lot of raw carrots.

Mid-afternoon, I'll go out and do the household errands, come home, do my gardening, go for an evening walk.

Isak Dinesen said that she wrote a little every day, without hope and without despair. I like that.

When you're in the middle of a nightmare, something ordinary is the only hope. Anyway, ordinary things are the best. I've always thought so.

People say nothing is impossible, but I do nothing every day.

My roommate says, "I'm going to take a shower and shave. Does anyone need to use the bathroom?" It's like some weird quiz where he reveals the answer first.

We usually have margaritas on Thursdays but since it's Tuesday I'll make an exception.

I lived with a guy who had OCD and I used to put Rice Krispies in his slippers before I went out. He went mental, but not before he counted them all.

Life seems but a quick succession of busy nothings.

As long as there was coffee in the world, how bad could things be?

Every time I go and shave, I assume there's someone else on the planet shaving. So I say, 'I'm gonna go shave, too.'

I'm a heavy smoker. I go through two lighters a day.

He awoke at six, as usual. He needed no alarm clock. He was already comprehensively alarmed.

My wife's gotten really lazy, or as she calls it, 'pregnant.'