“It is while you are patiently toiling at the little tasks of life that the meaning and shape of the great whole of life dawn on you. ” ~Phillips Brooks
I was going to start off with a sting of complaints. Starting with a very late evening after a one day trip to DC. A trip full of running and jockying to and fro on Capitol Hill. At the end of the day I was standing in the airport parking lot rummaging around for car keys. Frustrated, tired, hungry, genuine feelings of inadequacy. I was total bad news bears and cursing when the pocket that held my MacBook suddenly popped open. You know those slow motion scenes where the character goes diving head first to save an object? Well I was the opposite. I kind of just stood there with a this cannot be happening look on my face. Willing my laptop to bounce of the pavement. But it did not. So here I am greatly looking forward to this unexpected expense and have been for the last several weeks.
And really that’s how things have been over here. A comedy of errors, if you will. One thing happens then another then another until my little house of cards comes toppling down. Usually in the form of tears. About two weeks ago I called my mother and was a giant ball of sobs and gasps for air. Peg said, very calmly, “You’re stressed and this is not helping”. Which is exactly it, you know. It’s stupid stuff like how I’m not home for enough time to allow FedEx to deliver said new Macbook or how I can’t get people to do very basic things. It’s relentless and, to be honest, unbloggable.
There are two interesting things to point out before I pose a question to you. Thing the first is that this isn’t where this post was headed. I was going to complain about travel. In fact this was written, long hand, during a 5 hour 50 minute flight to Seattle. Thing the second is that while my brain has been like a hamster on its wheel, I’ve been able to cook up some fun things that I’m really and truly looking forward to so I’m excited and yet….life, man. LIFE.
Thing the second shocks me for here I am crying one day and the next day finding pure joy in the people I get to surround myself with in a few short weeks. It’s interesting how the mind works.
Oh yes, my question, since we’re here and I’m curious: What subjects and topics are on your WILL NOT BLOG list?
I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.
*borrowed from Susan.
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Stress + stupid hassles like travel and broken computers = not good. I feel ya. Glad you have stuff to really look forward to though
I will not blog about sex. Specifically not my own sex life, because I believe that is meant to be just between my husband and I. Also my mom reads my blog. Which leads me to…I will not blog about my mom unless it is really positive. She can’t handle it and I am sick of fighting with her.
I will not blog about how great sex is with my husband.
(Although I seem to be totally fine with leaving that in a comment…)
I won’t blog negative things about my husband (I usually don’t have much to say in this area anyhow) or anything that I wouldn’t want my teen-age step-sons to read (they don’t read my blog, but they could).
Also, nothing too specific about my worklife.
Well seeing as I just blogged about an experiment where I stuck a medical device on my cootchie, there is not much I won’t post.
But…I guess I wouldn’t complain about my dh’s sexual habits online. I was tempted to recently, because (WHY THE HELL DO SOME PEOPLE FEEL INCLINED TO TALK DURING THE ACT AND HOW CAN I GET HIM TO STOP???)
Obviously I feel strongly about this, but of course it’s not something to talk about publicly. Except, you know, to you and the tens of other people who might read your comments…
Like everyone else above, sex blogging isn’t really my game, simply because my parents, former students and good friends read my blog and I’m not really into having them know all that. Also, nothing about work and some mentoring work I do due to kids privacy. And also, nothing specific about issues with friends/family.
I hate to be this girl, but I wrote about it here: http://justatitch.com/rrrrrrrrandom/the-unbloggables/
My WILL NOT BLOG (caps required!) list includes anything very specific about work, relationship issues, and family drama. Which pretty much leaves out everything I would like to write about. Hence the largely abandoned blog. At least until I get a new job and can have time for hobbies that fall outside of the categories “chilling the hell out” and “job hunting”.
Are you in Seattle today? If so you have excellent timing! We haven’t had a day this beautiful since last summer.
I won’t blog about other people. Which probably makes me come across as incredibly self-centered. Oh, well. The people in my life appreciate it, I’m sure.
Job and my parents general….inexplicableness.
I only blog the parts of teaching that make it sound like I actually enjoy it. That means only talking about the co-workers I like, the kids who don’t drive me to shoot up, and the smart things the administrators do.
Yeah, I basically don’t blog about teaching.
If I had a dollar for every time I have talked about my running and jockeying to and fro on Capitol Hill, I would have no dollars.
Hmmm…I don’t blog much about my husband, because he’s already a pain in my ass and I don’t need to give him any more ammo (*smooches, honey*). I don’t blog much about religion, because I’m Catholic and mostly hated by humanity…you know, until we break out the beer. Oh, and I haven’t blogged about how freaking excited I am to see you again in a few weeks. I’ll be the one who gained 20 pounds, which is pretty awesome (and flabby). I’ll still be waving my president of the Heather B. fanclub flag AND I’ll be easier to spot.
It’s actually a lot of my life, which is why I end up writing about the dog all the time.
Family except for mom & dad & my dead sister
Work
Sex
Most of my friends
Current boyfriend
Ex boyfriend
I never blog about specifics from work (while here, I’ll tell you that municipal governments collect asshats)
I never blog about my innermost thoughts about my husband lest I offend him mightily (but sometimes in other people’s comments)
I don’t talk about religion really, because I have readers who are way, way, way different from me.
I don’t talk about my stepkids.
This leaves me talking about my general madness, and my children, nonstop. Apparently, I am quite dull.
finances
sex
certain family members.
what I’m saying is that I need an anonymous site to write all the good stuff. heh.
I don’t blog about my sex life (for the most part) or about any struggles with friends/family in real time. Those are of a kind of intimate nature that makes them not mine to tell.
Bank balance, alcohol-intake. Too shameful.
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