A little fun fact about me. I don’t break the rules. I cannot handle the enormous guilt I experience when doing so.
I follow the rules and I most likely annoying others about them.
Perhaps this explains my career choice?
You know, the law and such.
Perhaps this holds me back from having a bit more fun? Perhaps I miss out on fully experiencing things because of that little angel of good on my shoulder, poking me, shaking its head and laying out every almost impossible negligence scenario in my head.
I blame my Torts Professor.
With all of this in mind, imagine my reaction to the “Trail Closed” sign while hiking last weekend. My frozen pause, my we shouldn’t do this look. My ok, lets turn back now attitude. Turn back we did. No amount of convincing was going to get me to change my mind.
No, none at all. And as we walked back down the trail, other hikers were headed past us. Brazenly moving the sign away and traipsing up that hill (bluff).
I’m quite convinced my thought process could be overheard, as that little angel of good kept poking my shoulder, shaking its head and my desire to try the new and explore arguing back.
It took a mere four people nonchalantly passing the sign to convince me to break the rules. All the while every ridiculous tragedy scenario running through my head. ( It never goes away. never)
Break the rules we did.
Rule breaking required shopping and pizza. But of course.
Have you been to Red Wing, MN? It is a town that calls for exploring. A day trip, a weekend, just go. I could spend hours in and out of the shops, sampling the beers and O! The St. James Hotel, I would love to spend a night there. Who is in for a weekend trip with me to Red Wing?
I promise to consider breaking a few more rules, key word, consider 🙂