I remembered my secular father’s only strong spiritual directive: Don’t be an asshole, and make sure everybody eats.
— from Grace (Eventually): Further Thoughts on Faith, by Anne Lamott
Five more posts, including this one, and my NaBloPoMo experiment will be a success. Good thing, too, because I’m running out of ideas!
Here’s one thing I’ve been thinking about, though: Are there any rules you had growing up that you hated or thought were stupid, but which were so ingrained in you that you still follow them now?
This came to mind this weekend, when I set my alarm for 9AM even though I really wanted to go to bed without setting it at all and just sleep as long as I pleased on Saturday morning. Growing up, mostly when my brother and I were teenagers or home from college for the summer, my mom’s rule was that we couldn’t sleep past 10 in the morning. In her words, any later and “you’re wasting the day.”
And as much as I hated it then, I’ve come to really believe that my mother was right. You can accomplish so much before 10AM – gym, errands, laundry – and then you have the whole day free to do whatever else you want to do. Since moving in with David, I don’t get up as early as I used to on the weekends (8 or 8:30), but I do usually still get up by 10. It’s just pathological; I feel bad about wasting the day if I stay in bed any later.
So what about you?