The woes of being "too nice"

So, apparently November is National Blog Posting Month (NaBloPoMo for short). Basically, if you sign up, you have to post 30 posts in 30 days, or one per day each day of November. Several of my favorite bloggers have signed up, which means I'm in for a month of good reading material.

I, however, am NOT signing up. I know if I did, I would inevitably miss a few days and feel like I failed, and I just can't handle that. :)

Actually, it has more to do with the fact that I don't think I have enough fun or important things to say. I have no babies to brag about, no exciting life to keep you entertained or raging opinions to let loose on the blog world.

Try to hide your disappointment.

In other news, I had a rude awakening this weekend. I have realized that I am WAY too nice to some people. I tend to put myself out there, even with people who have proven they don't deserve it. This became very evident Friday night. Here's the story:

My freshman year in Troy, I lived across the street from this guy (we'll just call him Jerk-face, of JF for short.) JF and I were pretty good friends, most days. Everyone thought he had some bi-polar issues, but that's another story. Anyway, I took up for him when others didn't and we stayed friends all through college. Cut to my junior year. I was working at Wal-Mart and had become friends with a girl in the department next to mine. We'll call her Two-face, or TF for short. TF was engaged to a guy who basically tried to buy her affection with nice things, but rarely gave her the emotional support she needed. She wanted out, but was afraid to end things with someone she had been with for so long. She'd talk to me about things, and I'd listen, never knowing quite what to say, except to tell her she deserved better. Eventually, she called things off. It wasn't long afterwards that she became interested in JF. She asked me about him and I encouraged her to give it a shot. So, she did. They hit it off, and before long, they were engaged. Now, I'm not sure when or WHY this happened, but TF suddenly quit talking to me. I wasn't invited to the wedding, and I started hearing rumors that she thought I wanted to be with JF. Seriously...I told her to date him, why would I do that if I wanted to be with him? I don't know if it was because he and I had been friends for so long and she was jealous, or what her issues with me were, but they eventually cut all contact with me.

When I moved to Andalusia, I had forgotten that this is where JF was originally from. Last I heard, JF and TF were living happily ever after in Auburn. Well, Friday night a friend and I went to the local football game, and as I was walking by the concession stand, I saw them. Now, here's where the "too nice" thing comes into play. Without even thinking about it, I went over and tapped TF on the shoulder, smiling like an idiot, happy to see her. She turned around, and I swear, Laser beams were coming out of her eyeballs. Turns out, they live here now. I tried to make small talk, but it was like pulling teeth. I even blurted out, "Good to see y'all!" as they turned and walked away without saying bye. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Know what makes it even better? I apparently work with JF's dad and didn't even know it. Wonderful. I bet I'll be seeing more of them. We'll probably be best friends before long. (Yeah, right.)

Anyway, there's my long, sad story of friendship gone awry. I'm still not sure what I did to deserve being shunned, but hey — I'm probably better off without them.

Maybe they're miserable together and blame me for setting them up.

Get a life

I apologize in advance for sounding so angry, but it's time to vent a little:

I HATE when people try to meddle in your business and attempt to mess up a good thing. Kevin and I have been seeing each other for awhile now. Things have been great. We laugh together, we both enjoy the outdoors, we get along wonderfully. He's the yin to my yang. He can calm me down when I get worked up, make me laugh when I want to cry and tell me things will be okay when my world seems to be falling apart. (Note: It's never actually falling apart. I tend to make a big deal out of nothing sometimes.) I would NEVER in a million years to do anything to hurt him.

I don't know if other people just can't accept the fact that I'm happy, or if they just have nothing better to do, but for some reason someone has decided to tell Kevin that I'm "talking to" someone else. Let's see, on a regular basis, I talk to Kevin, Mama, Daddy, the people at work, occasionally Morgan and Meredith, and oh...that's about it. I'm living in a town where I know almost no one and my dog ate my phone leaving me with no phone numbers. How does this anonymous meddler figure I'm talking to someone? Look people, Kevin and I already live an hour apart, we don't need someone planting suspicions and making things difficult.

My advice, don't start rumors about people just because you're not happy and don't stick your nose where it doesn't belong. It takes a lot to make me mad, but this person has crossed the line.

Get a life and leave mine alone.
Sorry, I needed to get that off my chest.
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