Bending all the rules

My husband is a Rule Follower. To a fault. He believes that rules were meant to be followed. To a "T". With little or no exceptions. He drives the speed limit and comes to a complete stop at stop signs. He doesn't jaywalk. He reads all of the directions on everything and follows them to the letter. He's always on time. If a sign says "DO NOT!", he absolutely does not.

He's frequently says "You can't DO that!"

It drives me crazy.

I am a Rule Bender. Not a Rule Breaker; I'm not an outlaw or anything. But I drive the speed limit....ish. I often sometimes roll through stop signs. When a sign says NO TRESPASSING, I just have to stick my toe over the line. I may read the directions, perhaps, if I've already done it my way and it didn't quite work. I'm always running late. If a sign says "DO NOT!", I kind of consider it a dare.

I frequently say "Seriously, it's NOT a big deal!"

It drives him crazy.

I'm not saying that one of us is right and one of us is wrong although clearly, I'm right.

But I am saying this....

If you always walk on the marked path, and never venture off of it, you will miss the flowers that haven't been trampled on. You won't see the baby animals that hide in the bushes where the humans don't usually tread. You never know what delights may be waiting, just off the beaten path.

Sometimes, walking the straight & narrow path sucks the fun out of life.

Some rules....are meant to be bent.

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