Time To Unload

Today I received a Facebook message from my cousin.  She was apparently happy to have met a Paschall on Facebook but she was deleting me.  Apparently she was offended when I asked to be left out of the religious posts and me deleting her from my Farmville was the last straw.

Well Miss Cousin of Mines.  Typically I don’t mince words with friends and family.  Or many other people for that matter.  If I had a problem with you in particular I am pretty sure I would have said something, or just deleted you from the door.  But I didn’t.  Because I didn’t have a problem with you.  If you had come to me instead of just deleting me like some immature 10 year old you would have known, that when I posted:

‘No offense to people and their religions. But I do really get tired of coming online to read all the religious stuff that gets posted on here everyday. Give it a rest already… If you have a problem with that, well, I guess you can delete me… because how I feel isn’t going to change.’

I was aiming it toward a lady that I had added to play games with.  But because I wasn’t trying to be outright rude and call her out, I didn’t.  This woman seemed nice enough, but it was like every time she passed a computer, smartphone, etc, a bible verse popped into her head and she just had to make it her status.  I honestly hated it.  I really did.  Anyway….

If she had asked me why I had deleted her from my Farmville, I could have told her that I deleted everyone because I deleted the app and blocked it.  I am not and will not be playing Farmville anymore.  They keep changing crap and not fixing anything and honestly I’m over it.  So I sold off everything on my farm including the plots and deleted the game.

When I went to message her back I seen that she had deleted me.  Which I guess is fine.  But how are you going to leave thinking I’m a complete jerk (when honestly I just have jerk tendencies LOL) and not even give me a chance to explain.  So that has me quite frustrated today.

Normally I don’t care what people think about me.  It doesn’t usually get to me if someone doesn’t like something I’ve said or done… but this has really chaffed my ass today.

Something else that, I know it is rather petty of me, is bothering me today.  Well it has been bothering me since February.  I had plans with a girlfriend a few months ago.  February to be exact.  Our plans got postponed due to weather.  I think I may have seen her since then, but I’m not 100% sure when it was I popped by to see her.  Anyway.  We never really rescheduled but we discussed in April making plans around the week of my birthday.  I haven’t heard from her since.  I didn’t even get a Happy Birthday from her.  Now it’s June, my birthday was almost a month ago, and I’m still quite bothered by being blown off.  I guess it wouldn’t bother me if I knew I was just being blown off, or if this person was just so busy, they honestly forgot about me.

I know… petty.  But where I don’t really care what people think about me, I also don’t like to be made to think you are something you’re not.  Yep… I’m petty.  I just can’t let it go LOL

So you tell me.  Am I bothered over nothing.  I think I am, but for whatever reason I can’t let it go.  It’s nawing at me really.

Nothing else has been bothering me lately.  I’m enjoying Summer break.  I really wish gas prices weren’t so friggin high.  I want to go home to NY for the summer.  I miss my family.  I’m sure that is short lived, but I do.  I hate to fly, and would prefer to drive, but it’s a 32 hour drive and gas prices here are $3.85, gas prices are a bit more than 4.25 in Long Island (last time she told me how much gas was, was a few weeks ago).  Who knows what they are in between.  It’s just not cost effective to drive home.  So Colorado is where I’ll stay.  Maybe we can find some affordable things to do here at home this summer.  That is if I can get my son out of the house.  Heaven forbid he goes somewhere.  Maybe if the weather isn’t too unGodly we’ll get passes for Elitch.  I think that’s the name of it.  It’s some kind of amusement park in Denver.  He had so much fun last summer at Kings Dominion and Busch Gardens.  I want to give him that again.  Fun.  Because God knows there isn’t much fun here at home.

For those of y’all wondering.  William and I are on again off again.  I don’t want to go into it.  But I think I’m at the cusp of being over him.  I do love him.  But he’s burning that love away at record speed.  We had some NASTY fights back here this winter.  All of which left me injured because I’d do something stupid during the argument that would leave me dripping blood all over the house.  (Have I ever mentioned my horrible temper?)  I still haven’t figured out how I cut my hand.  But that was the last knock down drag out we had.  I haven’t had the strength to fight with him since.  I just nod and agree to disagree now.  90% of the time I just ignore him… he’s gotten really good at ignoring me, it’s only fair I return the favor.

I really hope things get better.  I’m tired of trying to play Cpt Save-a-ho and since he’s not doing anything to make things right, I guess it’s in God’s hands.  But as it stands he’s the same lying, secret keeping, dog he’s always been.  I guess that’s how things will always be.

I’ve put enough of my shit in the street today.  I’m going downstairs to cook some dinner.  It’ll soon be dinner time.  I hope I haven’t burdened anyone with this blog and I hope you all have a wonderful evening!

Questions?  Comments?  I’ll always entertain your opinion.

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One thought on “Time To Unload

  1. I’m so sorry things aren’t very good at home. You do need a vacation. Drag your son out and go do something even if it’s just people watching at the mall or a walk in the park. GET OUT!

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