Friday, November 21, 2014

I've learned a few things lately...

Yes, it's true; I still have a lot to learn.

One, I suck at editing my own posts.  I can read them repeatedly and miss the most glaring errors of which the most offensive are usually in the title.  Dammit!

Secondly, posting anything to Google and its little "bits and pieces" or "apps" confuses the Hell out of me.  When I think I'm sending my blog to one site, I get nasty little notices from site admins not to post back-to-back blogs.  I'm sorry.  I don't know what I'm doing!  You're the one who invited me to your little posting party!  I don't get it!  Who gets what from me?  And really, who cares?  Just skip my forty repeated blog postings and just consider me a vain writer because after all, I am.

Also, ten years ago I considered myself fairly capable of working on a computer.  Now, rambling housewife that I am, I get discombobulated attempting to upload a Podcast and make a presentable Web page.  So, dear friends and blog readers, if you feel overwhelmed seeing all my business stuff posted willy nilly on Facebook or elsewhere lately, I apologize because so am I.  This will be corrected as soon as I can figure it out.  Good grief, how embarrassing!

Another thing, one has not lived until you've been shooed out of a cheap nail salon by the Asian ladies giving "spa" (I say this loosely) pedicures.  I went into a store to ask two patrons if either one would be interested in participating in my Podcast. As I was explaining the process, the gloved non-English speaking lady scatted me out like a bug!  I was appalled!  Think about it my friends, we go into these nasty, fungus riddled places to have our toes made pretty and share our private thoughts with these women who - let's be honest - for the most part don't understand half of what we're saying OR probably don't care, and yet they wouldn't let me chat with their customers about life in general..!  Ugh!  It was lucky I'd passed out my business cards or I would have blown a gasket.  Lesson learned; do my own pedicures or earn enough money for upscale establishments.

Friendships are not based on percentages of give and take or a list rules to follow.  There's no magic behind this gift between two people other than mutual respect, trust and common courtesy.

I lost three friends in three months. The first was a fixer, not a listener.  When I finally confronted the situation, this friend chose to retreat and ignore me despite my repeated attempts to reconcile.  I decided to stop chasing and apologizing  - for what?  Being honest?  Exactly that.  I ended what was a constant tug and pull relationship which wasn't good for either of us.  The next one blindsided me.  I didn't expect to hear what I did and it bruised me to the core.  I was the entertainment factor, not the friend I thought I was.  In my life, with all that I have going on, I need friends who'll support me not turn and run when things get dicey.  No, I did not see this fallout until it landed on my face.  The last is perhaps the saddest.  It happened quickly; however, in my friend's eyes she seems to think I've been planning it for a while.  Not so.  No rules here but courtesy.  A simple text with, "I got your message, thanks but.."  It wouldn't have been inconvenient and would have been the right thing to do. A small act of courtesy to not accept my help would have avoided my assumptions, the nastiness, and all the bitterness that followed.  All respect was lost when I privately apologized for airing my complaint publicly which she then followed up later with my public flogging.  I wasn't mentioned per se, but it doesn't take a genius to read between the lines.  It's over.  There's no going back on any of these and strangely, I feel lighter.  Why?  I'm not sure.

Finally, and on a weirder note, despite the fact that YOU believe your cable password is rock solid, realize that your pubescent, teenage, sex-craved son KNOWS it and has access to it.  Check your online statement now before you are shocked at next month's billing amount.  DO IT!  Trust me, this is the last thing I've learned to date.