"These are the rules!" But you didn't understand....

[pshsx1]

I hated that I had to make my bed every morning. Now, older, I understand that putting my bed in order kind of starts the trend for the rest of my day.

I also hated having to do the dishes right after dinner, despite the fact that we've had a dishwasher my entire life. But, the same lesson has come into play. I just feel better when everything is back in order after I'm done using it and I feel truly relaxed when I get to relax.

[ASTalumna06]

Originally Posted by OPhiAGinger

Growing up in the deep South, my parents were very big on us saying "yes, ma'am" and "yes, sir". Now that I'm a parent, I totally get it. It's a way of acknowledging that the adult they are talking to is not a peer, that they command a higher degree of respect than a fellow child would.

I don't enforce this with my own kids when they are addressing other adults because it tends to weird out the adults. We don't live in the South and, in general, younger adults didn't grow up with this norm.

There's a guy at my company who's probably about 30-35 years my senior, and he refers to me (and every other woman) as ma'am. It's weird. After moving to the south, I expected to hear it more, but I don't feel like it's necessary to use it every day with your co-workers. And I'd like to believe that at 30, I should still be considered a miss.

Originally Posted by Low D Flat

I STILL don't understand curfew.

My classmates raised all kinds of hell, but they did it before 11 PM. How does that make it better? What's the difference? The question ought to be what you're doing and with whom, not what time it is.

This. As a teenager, I never had a curfew. However, I was always home at a reasonable time, I didn't drink or do drugs, and I hung out with a good group of friends. My mom would say, "When everyone else goes home, you should too." And when I was in college and I'd come home for the summer, she "didn't care" where I was or who I was with, just as long as I sent her a text if I wasn't coming back until morning.

She told me a story about her one friend in high school with the strictest parents. This girl would leave the house, change her clothes once out of her parents' sight, hang out with guys when she said she was with her girl friends, get into all kinds of trouble, and still make it back home to be in bed by 10:30.

Originally Posted by pshsx1

I hated that I had to make my bed every morning. Now, older, I understand that putting my bed in order kind of starts the trend for the rest of my day.

You should watch this commencement speech, if you haven't seen it already:

http://blogs.militarytimes.com/scoop...make-your-bed/