Kelly had mentioned seeing my post on some of my policies of life. I thought I would add a few more today just so you know how to remain on my good side. If you need your memory refreshed or did not read my original post with my first seven policies to live by, check here: Policies to Live By.
- No thank you, no gifts. As you all know, I have major issues with not receiving any acknowledgments from gifts I send. If it’s mailed, I want to at least be assured the gift was delivered. This is such an important policy to me that I wrote an entire post on this. Thank You Very Much
- No New Jersey during the winter. Winter, to me, is defined as December 20-ish to March 20-ish. I have had to break this policy several times (always Grandma-related trips), and always, I get rewarded by snow and ice which translates into many very scary driving episodes. That is why policy #9 exists.
- No golf below 50 degrees– It has taken me many years to enjoy playing golf, and still, I am not very good. (Although my tee-shots are not bad!) When I am thinking about how cold I am, then I am no longer having fun.
- Only 2 glasses of wine per day. This may seem shocking to all the wine lovers out there, and on those rare occasions when I am drinking that third glass, I am having fun at the moment. But I don’t enjoy feeling unsteady on my feet, and I particularly hate the fact that too much wine always wakes me up around 3 am. Thus, I have instituted this policy.
- Make the bed every day– I know you don’t all agree with this, but for me, I am uncomfortable when my bed is not made. On the days when I change the sheets, the room is untidy longer than I like until my sheets are “April or May (or whatever month it currently is)—fresh.” Besides, I have a pretty comforter, which I cannot admire if the bed is unmade.
- Hang up after 2 hellos if the number on the caller id is unknown– Dad does not follow this particular policy. He will continue to yell “hello, hello” many more times than I have the patience to do. Perhaps he is hoping it is someone asking him to do a survey, which you all know Dad just loves to do.
- Don’t talk during a movie shown in a theater. I know that I have been known to ask a question or two or three when watching television, but my rationale is that at home, the show can be paused or rewound. It does not affect anyone else. In the theaters, it is rude.
I don’t want to bore you anymore. That’s it for now.