George Orwell advised readers of the Evening Standard how to make "A Nice Cup of Tea" in 1949. Was he right? I was surprised to discover that even though I don't follow all eleven of his guidelines, I see the wisdom in each. Even though I pour my milk in first, it's because I think that gives the final cup of tea a smoother flavor; whereas Orwell poured the milk in last because he wanted to precisely regulate the amount. Whatever floats your boat.
Although I'm an eleven-point Orwellian, I determined in the wee hours of the morning (woke up, couldn't go back to sleep) that I'm a one-point Calvinist. The point I hold to is perseverance of the saints. Maybe Calvin got more sleep than I do.
Randomly, the concept of sensory processing is also on my radar screen. Try it, you'll like it.