I shoveled again today. About 2-3 inches of light snow arrived by lunch time. Difficulty arose when pushing new snow within the shovel wide walkway made yesterday. The sides had frozen solid, so pushing the snow meant staying in the exact path made yesterdeay -- a difficult task, indeed.
The whole shoveling procedure had me thinking of the phrase -- colouring inside the lines. It was a challenge to get the task completed due to the constraints of the ice. I have many examples of living life as a non-conformist. I dislike being managed <smile>. Support from others helps a lot, as long as it doesn't move across that line and become a form of directing me, which isn't supportive. I ask for opinions when making decisions, but dislike people telling me what decision I should make. Worse yet, is being told what to do without providing the reasoning behind it. I've always needed to know the 'why' in the 'what'. I prefer to be part of decisions that involve me in some way. I don't need to drive the bus, but I'd like to be part of deciding where we are heading as well as planning the route to get to the destination.
I guess individuality has been central to me for as long as I can remember. That doesn't mean I'm always contrary. Sometimes I like to be part of a group with a purpose. The lyrics of the selection chosen for today notes that we are different in some ways and similar in others, but individuality plays a major role in the world. Keep safe. Enjoy!
All Kinds of Kinds -- Miranda Lambert
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