When my three-year-old grandson visits each week, he wants to find everything exactly in the same place and do exactly the same things. A compulsion for consistency is common with children his age. The world to them must appear as a chaotic collection of capricious changes and they crave consistency as a source of understandable order.
Garrison Keillor in his online column, “The Old Scout,” mentions the saying, “We ask God for happiness and he gives us habit.” The point is that happiness often does reside in habit, our unconscious daily routines—getting up each morning earlier than we have to, sitting at the breakfast table reading the morning newspaper with the local news on a small kitchen TV, every day starting just the same. Therein lies true happiness, not a yearly trip to Las Vegas. In fact, any vacation, any break in the routine, is a loss of happiness that the new adventure must make up for, and more, to be worth the effort.
Perhaps as we age, the world once again appears as a chaotic collection of capricious changes and the old craving for understandable order returns.