Being referred to as set in my ways. I’ve never been the my way or the highway type, in my mind more of a somewhat carefree stubborn solid as a rock type with a few rules and schedules. This pondering was set off by my niece questioning after a recent shopping outing how I could have so many shopping rules for a new store. I’ve tried to explain to the youngster how vibes can influence rules. She had no idea that certain roads, parking spaces, aisles and checkout lines had vibes or that the whole mood of the store can change based on the bakery, wine and dog toy aisles not having our favorites. I’ve already let my niece know that as we celebrate Harper’s birthday this weekend there will be none of that talk about teaching an old dog new tricks.
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