Do you ever wonder how “things” got started and question why we continue to do things . . because that’s how we’ve always done them??
One of the comments about the representative’s visit questioned whether it was rude to visit without calling ahead. It’s all in how you were raised and what you were taught. Because many people were taught that you needed to call before dropping by to visit someone, I rarely visit anyone without calling first. And that means that sometimes when I’m passing by someone’s house and I think about visiting them, I don’t do it because I hadn’t called first. But, I think of my grandparents and their friends. None of them had telephones and yet their doors were always open and visitors were welcome anytime. There was always a cake or pie in the little primitive corner cabinet. I want my home to be open to friends or visitors any time. Well, that goofball that rang my doorbell at almost midnight wasn’t really welcome so maybe I do need a few rules!
Why is it considered rude to drop by without calling first? I have nothing to hide. My house is usually a bit messy and when it isn’t a bit messy . . it’s a whole lot messy! 🙂 If I’m too busy, I’ll say “I just have a few minutes to spare but you’re welcome to visit for a few minutes.” Actually, too often I just stand outside and visit because Speck is so unfriendly and he’s very vocal about expressing his dissatisfaction with guests in the house.
I hope that I’m never too busy to spend a few minutes with someone who has taken the time to come by and see me. But I do respect that others feel differently about drop in guests and I rarely drop in on friends.
Another thing that is important to me and causes quite a juggling act is that we all sit down at the table and have dinner together. It doesn’t bother a lot of people that they’re all grabbing dinner and eating on the run and not sitting down together and with all the activities going on in households today, it’s probably almost impossible for some families to sit down together and have a meal. I don’t feel like our day is complete til we’ve all sat down at the same time and eaten dinner. This semester Vince is teaching 2 night classes and Chad has 3 night classes so try getting them home for dinner at the same time. As of yesterday, we’re trying to have lunch together and dinner is pretty much grab & go and I’m not liking it one bit.
When did it get ok for the family to eat at different times? This is probably just the way I was raised and it may be that some have never all sat down at the same time for dinner and therefore, it’s no big deal to them.
What are some things you do that you do just because you’ve always done them? Which ones could you change and never miss a beat and which ones would cause terrible grief and mental therapy if you had to change them?