Some people are very predictable. One person I know had a regularly scheduled appearance at a weekly dining meetup that was like going to church on Sundays - a place of comfort which this person did not want to see defiled by another person's presence. This attitude caused an irreparable rift between two people that scarred one of them for little reason.
Why is this important?
I chatted with a friend last night, and noticed that this friend wanted to lecture me about my weight and my sleeping habits. Yes, both are terrible. I should do something about both. But I haven't. It's a matter of willpower - and much more. Now, I'm starting to see several patterns of behavior that I don't like in myself and in others.
One person I know has burnt relationships without noticing her role in those relationships' failures. Sad. But when you don't learn from the past, you are doomed to repeat it. In my case, when pushed, I will fight - not worrying about the end result. In my most recent case, if I backed off when an unreasonable demand was made of me, I could have been in a better place with our mutual connections. Next time, I'll know that it is better to avoid a fight where I don't have the ground advantage. I learn from my mistakes.
We all are creatures of habit. For example, many of us tend to take one way to work, one way to the airport, and one way to see each of their friends or family members. Years ago, I had a minor issue with a friend when she was directing me to Westchester County Airport. The most direct routes would have me drive to Pleasantville or Thornwood, then cross over the hilly ridge (via one of two roads) to reach the road that would take me to the airport. I preferred the route through Thornwood, while my friend preferred the route through Pleasantville. She was a little upset at me at first, but then became more comfortable when I reached the road going to the airport. Another person I know uses her cell phone in bed, then drops it as she nods off to sleep. Habits are hard to break, and they help to make us predictable creatures.
When my last long term girlfriend broke up with me, I thought I was going to make a habit of going to the local church (where they knew me as Marian) more often. It was not because I am a devout believer. Instead, it was the feeling of community that I wanted. In the case of the person I referred to at the top of this entry, I guess that she is still looking for that sense of community she gave up years ago when she stopped going to her church.
