"Can we change doing the same things every day?
Every day the same?"
If the O.P means; Is my life organised, routine or following some structure or time constraint?
No. Not in a million years or, at least, not since someone else was my 'boss' 30 - 40 years ago.
The only routine I acknowledge is Alexa prompting me to take some meds at breakfast and then, again, just before bedtime. And, if the weather is fine, setting out my street signs for my biz on a market day twice a week. *I don't advertise in a traditional way or online. I just rely on word of mouth and the 'A' boards outside.
If the weather is too hot, too cold or just inclement, (or if the town is too busy), I don't put out my signs at all but may or may not be available for customers or visitors depending how things are or how I am feeling.
Days like Carnival Day or our weird International Hat Festival Day or Christmas Late Night Shopping Day are times when there are far too many humans about in too much of a frenzy so I tend to shut the 3 doors between the high street, passage and cottage and just sigh with relief and stay in my calm, chilled bubble.
I don't even wear a watch or carry a mobile phone on my person - not even when venturing out in the car.
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Bottom line i, if I have the urge or inclination to go fishing, go flying my drones or just disappearing off the map for a day or two, that takes precedent over everything but, that said, I do put in a working week doing what I do; it just might mean I stay open of a warm evening an our or two later or open up on a Sunday morning to catch lazy strollers out and about of a Sunday.
Even when I am working and have the signs out, the laptops out and displayed for sale or I'm 'on duty'in some other capacity, I can just mooch about indoors or outdoors, pursue projects in the garden or in the cottage or just get on with something creative, either DIY related or maybe graphically related on the PCs ... until a potential customer pops the bubble and sets me to work proper!
So ... I'd say I didn't have much structure to my days.
Truth is, it is always very intriguing hearing the subtle chimes that warn me there is someone wandering down the passage and that's a lovely, if lazy way of alerting me that my services may be required. :-)