I have a dinner for one once a week, but I set the table as if I were expecting guests. With candles and napkins.
I go to the supermarket without headphones just to hear people talk. It's like listening to the random radio of life.
I always wear the same sweater if I'm sitting on an important task. It has already become an anchor of focus for me.
And I'm ashamed to admit it, I sing with a whisk when I wash the dishes. At the top of my voice. With expression. As if I were at a casting for a musical. And you know what? It's the best anti-stress.
Our rituals are islands of control and joy. You don't have to be "normal" to be happy. Sometimes weirdness is your magic.