Donna @ MindSay 
Disclaimer: By the time you get to the end of this post, you may be wondering what on earth a rural roadside fire hydrant has to do with the subject of this post. Absolutely NOTHING. I just could not for the life of me think of anything creative or clever to post on the subject of a rural roadside fire hydrant, or why I find it to be such an appealing subject for a picture. I just do, okay?
Now, with THAT question out of the way...does anyone remember that old song by ZZ Top (does anyone even remember that BAND?!) called something like "You Got Me Under Pressure!"?
So I've got a website up and actually functioning now...putting into practice (while still learning) tactics I've learned about networking and SEO stuff and marketing and all that gibberish. The uncomfortable thing about all this is that as my audience grows...if I don't come up with something palatable to DELIVER, if I don't pay attention to spelling and grammar, and all those other irritatingly significant details...I could very well LOSE them. So now, I'm under pressure.
Pressure is a peculiar thing. It seldom FEELS good to the one it's being applied to. But then, if intimidating demands are never made, would we ever grow, improve, learn, stretch ourselves and sometimes even discover that we can go BEYOND what we thought we could do?
Everyone has their strong points and their weak points. Me? I have a tendency to start many things but follow through with few. I blame it on attention deficit disorder seasoned with a touch of obsessive compulsive disorder. I have many interests in many things and so tend to be shamefully easily distracted. When intensely focused on one thing, I lean toward neglecting other needful things. Perhaps DISORDERS is a wrong way to look at such personal 'issues'...I propose that it may be better to view such things as CHALLENGES, designed specifically for our uniquely individual personalities to bring out the best in us, when we dare to face them and with diligence, learn to not only master our weaknesses but learn to USE them, much as the body builder uses resistance to reshape his body.
Seven years ago, I joined a blogging community called Mindsay. It was here that I discovered a surprisingly unexpected ability to share the mundane events of my everyday life in words and pictures in such a way as to bring immense entertainment to others...to share joy and contentment and stir fond memories. I gained a following of some most incredible people. Sadly, the pressures and demands of everyday life began to overwhelm me and I spent less and less time nurturing my gift. For those who cared enough to miss my absence, forgive me. I now recognize this as my niche, a gift and an endeavor for which I was meant to pursue. I want to reactivate it, nurture it, develop it, and even more importantly, share it with whoever may be hungry for it.
Sojo is back. My gift is no longer a play thing or experiment, it's a commitment. It's what I'm meant to do. BUT...it's got me under pressure.
Donna was in treatment for a small lump in her breast. She had a lumpectomy and chemo. We met in the chemo treatment room of my oncologist. She was fun, she was an Episcopalian (or so she said) and we became friends and shared female type confidences. I felt outrage when her boyfriend moved out on her. And when she was 'unjustly' fired, she moved in with us.
BIG MISTAKE.... sort of a no good deed shall go unpunished.
She moved in and took over.
I, on the other hand had a pervasive breast cancer, Pagetts which kills 97.4% within 18 months of diagnosis. I also had a MRSA in the mastectomy site and subsequent prophylactic mastectomy of the other breast (well, at least I could walk down a hall without drifting to the right because I as so unbalanced). Only later did I find I was a Stage IVB... the write your will stage. But nine years later, I’m still hear. Not sure that’s a ‘good thing’.
I am also asthmatic, so Donna eventually stopped smoking outside and smoked inside and persuaded Dan to do the same. According to her, it was his house too and he had the right to smoke inside if he wanted to. She did this so I would have to be forced to stay in another room while they did things together... not just smoking.
Dan’s dog, Barney, (that will be another blog about just him) hated Donna. He’d pee on anything Donna set on the floor including the sofa bed she slept on... well, ostensibly slept on. I should not have scolded him for that. He was just trying to tell me how bad Donna was.
The chemo also ratcheted up my arthritis (from years of dancing, competitive skating, competitive ballroom dancing) and I had to have my knees replaced. When I got home, I got in my car and the radio was tuned to HER favorite station of course, her car was not working.
The kids and I finally gave her an ultimatum to get out. Well, she persuaded Dan to set her and him up in an apartment. I only found out when I went to pay the electric bill and they said that it had been changed to a different address. I tracked him there. He finally walked out the day after Christmas.... and that Christmas night Donna actually accused Dan of molesting his granddaughter.... with all of us present! Wonder what that was about... because at that moment we all were on her case... the next day Dan moves in with her?
More to come as I work this through. I HAVE to forgive them as this is eating me but maybe at least warning others about evil women and sharing the pain that self-centered women like Donna Townsend wreck on innocent people will make it worth is.
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So I'm back into the swing of school. This weekend was amazing though, I really needed it. Friday I got home and went out with Kristin, we hit up Dairy Queen, and then went to see Domino, HOTTEST MOVIE EVER. Then the next day I pretty much chilled, didn't do a damned thing. Then sunday, I went to eat at Pizza Hut with Donna and Kristin, then Kristin dropped us off at Donna's Dad's house to get her car, so I could go get fish. Well we went in and I decided on 3 Guppies. I named one Ville because he was black and yellow, school colors. Then the other was Eli because it's a gay name and the fish is rainbowy, he's gay! So yea, and the other one looks tigery so his name is Specks. Well then that night we also went to go see Domino, and it still rocked. I admit it drags on a bit though. Then I spent monday shopping with my mom for school stuff. Food and stuff like that. Then I came home and packed. Tuesday I got up and we packed the car, I died my hair, it's pretty much almost black now....I packed the new fish in the carrying tank, and then I put Kinx in there too. Apparently Peaches died while I was at school and nobody removed him, so he just fell apart, I did find his eye while I was cleaning the tank out. Anyway....we're halfway to school, I kept removing the lid to make sure the oxygen was getting into the carrying tank...well I look in the tank...and I go..Hey, Ville's sitting down the bottom, how cute....then he rolled over and floated....Quite disgusting...So uh yea..RIP Ville....
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I wanna get some, on Halloween
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OKAY, what did i wanna blog about so bad yesterday the fact that i hate when people promise to see them, and i tell them how bad i'm gonna hurt when their gone, but do they see me anyway? nahhhh! a simple call would have been nice, even a call that said "i hate you and im not coming to see you" wouldnt have hurt as much as not coming, but then again, what did i expect, that a guy would be decent? lol...not the ones i get involved with....but then again, watever....:-D who cares because i have 2 of the greatest friends ever
donna n kristin are the greatest loves of my life, like their so fucking cool (and hot) especially kristin when she misjudges her turns, and practically chokes to death on food while driving....and yes i still love donna even tho she pushed my penguin into the water, no it wasnt suicide!! and i honestly know that they are there for me no matter what...its awesome :)
i can't forget micky tho, because he's the coolest guy friend i've ever had and i loooooooooove you! lol even when u stop talking to me because you have a girlfriend, its cool lol.....
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