Black or White

I'll just start this one off by saying that I should have been in bed an hour ago. Alas, I am here giving you a post I know you've been so anxiously awaiting. Just spent an hour on Facebook, which is a rare treat. (My life is more exciting than you can even begin to imagine.)

Something I've recently discovered about myself is my affinity for things that are clear cut.

Right or wrong.
Black or white.
Up or down.
Now or later.
Yes or no.

I've always pegged myself as a "rule-follower" (dates back to my days as SADD president at good ole' GHS), but now it's at a whole new level. I find myself extremely annoyed when other people don't follow the rules and procedures that I value so dearly (I am the QUEEN of the three-second-rollback at stop signs...still can't understand why other people have trouble with this). Nowhere are my rule-following ways more apparent than at work. Schools simply don't run with out rules, and I am expected to uphold those rules no matter what. I like rules because they are clear. Either you're following them or you're not.

Someday, I aspire to be a rebel. You know, somebody who can say "To hell with the rules! I do what I want." I'm pretty much the opposite of that person right now, but I'm working on it.

For now, I am a self-described prude. In a cardigan.