Routines

People live by their routines 
And some will never bend ‘em,
While others are more flexible,
Not minding an addendum.

Yet it presents a challenge
When those sticklers will not budge;
Instead of going with the flow,
They mire themselves in sludge.

By losing opportunities,
It seems they’re missing out,
But maybe doing what they do
Is what they’re all about.

We follow rules that work for us
And everyone’s unique,
Since what feels good for others
May not be the path we seek.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Rigoler Avatar
August 13, 2025 at 6:29 PM
Wise words these! My routines are simple and practical and deviate little. It works for me! / Maurice
Flood Avatar
August 11, 2025 at 12:16 PM
Nicely illustrated observation, Ilene. I think we all do have a little of the stickler in us. I for example go to the same stores, for the same products week in, week out…. Mainly because I know where everything is. Heaven help them if they dare move the sugar… I’m sure I search the store, end to end, with smoke coming out of my ears! Roll on Christmas… they move EVERYTHING! ;-)
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