It is quiet. Strange, living in the middle of the city, and having it be so quiet. The birds outside are chirping at one another, so there is that.
I am working from my bedroom today. I’m just so tired from the shingles. I will finish the antibiotics tomorrow. I’ve already finished the antivirals. I’ve really never experienced exhaustion like this. I was always gifted with lots of energy.
So I’m hoping that back here, with the drapes drawn and the blinds closed, that I can rest a bit more than I do in the living room, where I am constantly seeing one thing after another that needs to be done.
And yet, I don’t have the energy to do it. To mop the floor or do more than take care of the pupsters and wash the clothes or fix food.
I just had a comment from a woman who was upset with me for not acknowledging her long comment.
It was indeed a nice comment. Her first. But in her second, and she claimed her last, she was very unhappy.
It is a bit of a conundrum, whether to post as often or reply to comments more. Like the old saying: six of one and half a dozen of the other.
I try to get in there and answer comments, and do well for a short while, then time just gets away from me. So if anyone else is angry that I don’t respond to all the comments, I apologize for what she described as rudeness.
I could not answer this woman directly because her email was not shown. So be aware that if I can’t see your email address, then I cannot possibly respond to you personally.
But if you email me, I will respond to you. It might not be immediately, but I will email you back if I have an email to write to.
When you are online so much, you get your fair share of enmity. You put yourself out there day after day, and people will eventually target you.
I have one woman who truly believes I destroyed her computer.
Well, that just doesn’t make sense. And to insure myself against people like that, I pay to have my computer looked at and scanned regularly by Cox Tech Support.
I felt silly, but I even asked the techs. And they said no, this could not happen.
She wrote horrible things about me in emails. Then they stopped.
A year later, just recently, she railed against me again. And after several in a row, I blocked her email address. I imagine she will just get another one.
She kept telling me that her computer cost $2500, and she lost her photos and everything. That she must travel by bus to the library to use a computer.
Is she hinting that she wants me to buy her a computer? What does she want from me?
She tells me how much she hates me for my having a computer while she doesn’t.
I feel bad for her, because she sounds terribly unhappy.
How do you deal with such a thing? Trying to utilize common sense with her, I mentioned that, if it was even possible, then why was she singled out?
And I get no response to that. Just more vitriol.
I try to take it in stride. It bothers me for a few days and I dwell on it.
Then I give up, file it away in my brain’s recycle bin that will eventually empty itself, and move on.
I now monitor comments before they are published due to people like this. I didn’t monitor comments for 7 years, then finally this past year I began to do that.
At times someone has taken issue with something I have written.
Once at the end of a post, I wrote: “Such is life.” And one woman got terribly angry with me over writing that. To this day I haven’t figured that one out.
I get emails or comments that widely vary. Some are all the way at one end of the spectrum, and some are at the other end.
Many bloggers have dropped their blogs and now just post on Instagram.
I never entered the world of Instagram because I didn’t want to be distracted from this blog. A person can only do so much after all.
I would think you would get tired of my random thoughts about this and that. I think my life is rather boring.
I enjoy this friendship I have with you all immensely. I love this community of blogging and the people I’ve met through this blog.
Most of you are wonderful and caring people that I feel blessed to have in my life.
Fortunately, few people resort to faceless attack campaigns.
And I’m glad because I very much love what I do.
Some of you email me fairly regularly. And we email back and forth. So I always welcome that. I want to know what content you like best and if there are issues you want me to highlight.
Most of all, I truly thank you for letting me be a small part of your day.