This is Part 2 of 3 of "Put a spring in your nagging: Because repetition turns growth into development."

Moving to another continent in another hemisphere plays havoc with your habits and expectations. Who knew?

During the first fifty years of my life I knew my left from my right, my spring from my autumn, and the time of day. After almost 20 years in the other hemisphere on a different continent in an unfamiliar country, I still get confused on the right side of the road, surprised that Christmas is cold, expect spring to be autumn, and find myself out of sync with a time that changes every six months.

But I have learned that it is not my habits that hold me back. It is my history.

History is heavy. And it is very sticky.