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Monday, rules are not my thing…

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I have a problem with rules.  They usually tell you what is not allowed.  I really don’t like being told I can’t do something.  When I am given a rule that is a “no, not, can’t” rule you can be pretty certain I will rebel.  When I was young I rebelled a lot!  Not so much now.  At least, not so much with actions but my attitude can be rebellious.  That is probably just as bad.

One of the things I did not like about school was that I had to go, no option, had to go, period.  I fought that one big time!  I also, didn’t like work schedules; gotta be there when the schedule says.  Didn’t fight that much because there was a reward every two weeks.  The job I have now is no problem. I pretty much make my schedule and as long as the work is done everybody is happy. 

I know structure is important.  It’s just that I want to be able to move around in it and make it to my specifications.  Somehow I don’t think this works in the bigger scheme of things.  I guess if everybody made their own rules life would be kinda chaotic.  Unless, of course, we lived by my rules.  Now there’s a thought!  What do you think?

Today, I think it wouldn’t be that bad if we lived by my rules.  Since I am not fond of rules there wouldn’t be too many…