House rules. When I visit others, I enjoy participating in the house rules. My friend Didem asks that we all take off our shoes upon crossing the threshold. She has a supply of house slippers available if desired. This is a wonderful custom except when I’m wearing long pants with heels and end up flat footed.
At my home, a rule of the house is that we consume food in the kitchen. Realize that there are times to break the rule (like popcorn with a movie or breakfast in bed), but day-to-day the rule is to eat at the table, the counter, or the bar overlooking the great room.
This honors my appreciation of mindful eating. It is from realizing that I could eat a row of cookies while looking at television and wonder where the cookies went. Not to mention having to manage crumbs and morsels that fall upon the floor or furniture.