I Refuse.

My life runs on a schedule, like clockwork. Has it always run this way? Absolutely not. Randomness just runs its course through my veins, constantly giving me weird ideas to skip across all the cracks in the sidewalks to prove it doesn't break my mom's back. I refuse to let myself fall into the group of people that have the same daily grind week after week. I am here to tell you ways that you can shake things up a bit when you feel like your life is becoming too much of a robotic motion. I leave the house at the same time every morning, walking the same path, so to distract my body from the monotonous task of walking down the same steps as I have the past five months, I skip one or two... or five. Whatever I see fit. Oh and if you are wondering about an exciting way to get up the stairs, there is no walking necessary. Just place your head on the next step up and somersault your way to the top. Warning, this may leave you temporarily blind due to a massive black out. Aside from this totally freaking Shelbie out, it is awesome. I hadn't really noticed how much I do these weird things until a couple things happened recently. One, someone noticed that I always jump off the last step, in heels. Asking what would posses me to do such a stupid thing when I am already so awkwardly clumsy, I gave them the true and honest Amanda answer of, "I don't know. Cheap entertainment?" But I realized it is just another way to break up the boring stair stepping at work. Second, I recently ran into something that usually isn't there. I can break up my schedule and every day path because it is my choice, but when someone or should I say something messes it up, it scares the living heck out of me. After work I walk out the same door, look down at my phone and dial the same number and step off the same wheelchair ramp at the small 8 inch drop, this is my little thrill for the day. Well, the other day when I walked out that same door, looked down to dial the same number and stepped off of the same wheelchair ramp, my ribs and elbow were met with a thud and my body jerked back and I might have peed my pants. I thought that the UPS truck had backed into me and I had just been run over by it, when in fact, my work decided that instead of repairing the railing inside that almost caused an EMT to tumble down the stairs while carrying out a co-worker at a highly stressful and life threatening time, they would install this beauty. A railing to the wheelchair ramp. I see this as yet another thing that is going to be an obstacle in my life. I am ready.