Are you a creature/creatures of habit?

I think you are pretty normal. We both sit on the same chairs at the dining table, we sit in the same spots when watching tv, we go to the bed at the same time, unless one of us has to finish up some work, etc. We are all creatures of habit. Makes life easier at times. 😂

Yes we're pretty boring at home most of the time 😁
I realized we sit on the same side of the couch that we sleep in in bed.
Also, if we're out of town, he needs me to sleep on the same side of that bed that I do at home, apparently. He made me move last time lol

My dog likes the routine also, and even the cats know when we'll be heading up to bed because they gather, ready for their bedtime treat. One of them usually comes with to let the dog out for the last time of the night, which is my favorite thing in our routine. He likes to sniff the night air from the safety of my arms.

My one dog gets irritated if we don't go to bed at the same time every night!

I don’t think quite as much as you are…but still yes.

Tea in the kitchen in the morning
Walk to coffee
Off to work
Yoga/barre in evening or another walk.
Salad or home cooking for dinner.
Weekends we go out.

Yep, lol. Our evenings are like that also. I have my chair, dh has his. We rarely eat dinner in the dining room. We sit, in our own chairs, in the living room and watch the PBS news from 6:30 to 7:00. Then we turn it off until Jeopardy at 7:30. At 8:00 dh goes down to his hobby room in the basement and I stay upstairs usually watching something on streaming (right now it's "FBI"). At 9:00 or so I get ready for bed, read for awhile, and am usually asleep when he comes to bed. Weekends are different of course, and I do work some weekends... But even if I'm not home he sits in his own chair to watch news. haha 

Yes, we are like this and our dogs know when it's bed time.  I usually go up and read for an hour or so in bed and they come with me.  Our youngest dog gets very annoyed if I decide to stay up later, especially on weekends when I might stay down here a few hours extra.  Night night time is her favorite part of the day!

When my parents were still living in their home in the city next to where my son and I lived, we used to go visit them often.  Sometimes we called ahead and sometimes we just popped over.  We each had keys to each other’s home so my habit was to knock on the door, and immediately unlock it so they didn’t have to get up to come to the door.  If they were not expecting us to come over, I would usually yell something silly like, “Ok you two, go get decent.  I am bringing your grandson in the house!”  

And they would always chuckle and Dad invariably would make a comment about trying to remember what being indecent was all about.  And my mom would give him a look and say, “Oh papa!” trying to stop him before he said something that my son should not be hearing.  I would say that no matter what time of day we went over there, they were almost always sitting in their recliners, either watching television, usually golf, or reading the newspaper.  And the house frequently smelled of fried onions.  If they were not in their recliners, they were in the kitchen cooking something, and typically that item had fried onions in it.

I always took care of their house when they went on vacation.  We would unlock the door and step inside and my son would always comment on how weird it was not to see my parents sitting in their respective recliners.  And then he would complain that their house smelled like a house instead of fried onions.  He missed them terribly when they went away.

My dad always had 3 Manila folders sitting on the bar top.  They were each labeled in his very neat handwriting with our names on the front of the folder.  We were expected to check the folder each time we went over there.  Dad would put anything he needed to give me in my folder.  Sometimes it was important paperwork, other times it would be a new recipe or a joke he cut out of the newspaper.  Then after I gave him a computer and printer, my folder would have many more things in it.  Still recipes, important papers, and jokes, but he also started adding printed articles that he had found online that he thought were important enough for me to have a printed copy, usually with highlighted areas and his notes in the margins.  For interesting but less critical articles, he would email me a link instead.

I loved that he would never tell me to check my folder and rarely discussed what was in it until I had taken it home and read it for myself.  I always came over with a little zippered pouch to transfer my “mail” into.  Then on the next visit, we would sit at the kitchen table and talk about whatever it was and why he felt it was important for me to have a print of the article.

My God, I miss my parents so much.  

We're creatures of habit here.

gar while I was reading your post it made me laugh because your routine almost sounds like ours.

Oh I am a 100% creature of habit, especially in the morning.

My dog wakes me up anywhere from 7-7:30 and I -

-make coffee
-scroll through FB memories
-scroll through regular FB
-Play Wordle
-Watch the first 20 minutes of the Today show
-Take a shower or get dressed
-Pea until it's time to start work at 9.

My evenings usually revolve around Bravo or my other shows. I'm an Introvert and am pretty much left to my own devices most all week. Weekends are a bit more social but my morning routine stays the same daily.

very, very, very much so. I like things that feel comfortable and habits are comfortable.

Not really? Other than having "my" spot on the sofa and "his" chair. Our day to day is too varied to have much routine in it.

I sit in my late grandfather's leather chair. No one else is allowed to sit in it although DH does on occasion. I sit in the same seat at the dining room table (even though it's now a different table) at my parents' house that I have my entire life. We have "assigned" seats at our dining room table, too. I park in the same aisle at every grocery store I go to and sit in the same section of church every week. DH and I have a nighttime routine where he falls asleep on the couch until I head to bed and then I take my medicine, wake him up, go to the bathroom, change, and watch TikToks while he puts the dogs in their crates, goes to the bathroom, turns his audiobook on, takes a drink or two, and then gets into bed. Once he's in bed, I lay on my side so he can big spoon me with both arms wrapped around until one of us rolls over in 10-15 minutes when we fall asleep. We have no less than 12 different Christmas traditions/events that we do every single year.

So yes, I'd say that I'm a creature of habit.