Saturday, February 11, 2012

Sharpening My Claws

I am letting my inner bitch out tonight. I usually try to do the right thing and I'll probably have some guilt then repentance after I write this post but I just need to lash out. My feelings get hurt when acquaintances believe shit being said about me or my family. I put on a brave face this week when I found out about my husband's character being slandered but deep down (I pushed it down far) I was mad at the continued assault. WE DO NOT CARE ABOUT YOU OR YOUR BUSINESS ANY LONGER. There is no need to try to bury us. We have left you alone so please do us the courtesy. However, because you have repeatedly tried to bring harm our way karma is paying you back. And do you know something? I have no sympathy for you. I am glad you are losing money like water seeping through your fist. I am glad people no longer trust you. I am glad that town elders see your true colors. And I am really glad you are no longer revered. You are not Gods. You are not owed anything by the townspeople. You are no better than the rest of the city. Why you elevated yourself in the first place is beyond me. Money doesn't buy respect. And in your case it certainly didn't buy class either. Some of you are so snooty. I know you think that even if you don't have as much money you have your "good name" but the poison you spread has tainted that too. So here is a warning: stop the war. I'm calling a cease fire. Every bit of strife you try to cause will come back to you like its doing now. The only fighting back you will ever see me do is on this blog. I have to remain neutral and let people believe what they choose. Time will expose the truth. I think that is what you fear most of all, isn't it?

Walk a Mile in Their Shoes

I have been guilty of judging others, bringing my own perceptions and standards to certain situations. I have been blessed with a cheery disposition (for the most part) and often I do not let "things" bother me to the degree it does others. I know some people must have dispositions that swing the other way and that is terribly sad to me. However, I do not consider disposition sometimes when people complain to me about their crappy life. I like to make the most of what I have. Why can't others do the same? Well honestly some do not have the physical ability to do that. When I put myself in their shoes I have to remember to put myself in their mind too. I want to be supportive, even if the mess they are in is a product of their own making. Really, how many messes are not our own fault? Not many. And sometimes if we are going through something that is completely out of our control we do something to make it worse. We have all been there. I know I have. I need to not hold the world to my standards. I am not God. I am not the ethics police. People's priorities vary. Some don't consider family too important. Some don't consider work to be important. Some feel money is the most important. Until I walk a mile in their shoes, I need to not scorn such people.

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Sowing Good to Reap Good

When my husband first left his job to open his own business, we had this outpouring of support. So many people in town said he was doing the right thing, it was about time he got on his own, it's better this way, etc. However, in a small town people want to make up a story if there is no story. Those people who thrive on conflict and gossip are having their moment right now. My husband is getting character assassinated by his old office. Numerous clients tell him how terrible the previous office speaks of him. The old office question his skills, call him incompetent and even told one person they should say a prayer if they chose to use him. In December remarks like that irritated me. No, remarks like that pissed me off, but now I actually laugh. It means they are getting that desperate to say such obviously mean things. Some people have started to whisper around me but those were the few that I wasn't sure if they were truly friends or not. Now I know. I refuse to get back into a war of words. I do not want to say horrible mean things. I want to take the higher road. If you plant good stuff, you'll grow good stuff. I am planning on harvesting a whole crop of good. So what I say to the ex-office: go ahead and try to close us down with hateful words. If you sow hate, you'll reap hate. Enjoy your crops!