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So, What Should I Write?

Now I really have a case of writers’ block.  Not because I have a one-track mind, but because I can’t think of anything to write.  None of the stuff that’s happening now is interesting (thank G-d).

So, here’s a list, and you can tell me if anything here seems post-worthy:

– Hot weather, with fans but no air conditioner.

– A week and a half until my in-home daycare center closes.

– Yitzchak needs to sign up to test.  And finish the material and the review.

– He also has to make a few related phone calls.

– I have work to do.  A lot of it.

– Remember the creative writing assignment?  Well, I still haven’t printed it (because printing it needs planning; we don’t have a printer at home).

– We have stuff to deposit at the bank (always nice, but not too interesting).

– We have to clean the house and cook for Shabbat.

– We are exhausted.

– I am debating whether to sign up for a two out of three days of summer classes.  Maybe I should do it – it would be very interesting.  On the other hand, maybe we’ll want those 400 shekels.  But on the other hand, 400 shekels isn’t that much to spend, right?  But maybe we’ll want it in another few months.  We have a few other financial decisions to make.  Not big ones, but they are still decisions.  And after all, 100 and 100 adds up, right?

– We have planning to do for next year.  Not fun to think about, but we’ve gotta do it some time.

– I need to buy shoes.  I hate buying shoes.

– Should I do a certificate course next year?  Or should I not?  Why or why not?  Is it worth it?  Is it worth the time and money?  Hmm . . .

– We have to talk to a patent lawyer.  Sigh.

– We have to talk to our neighbors.

– We have to call the phone company.  And maybe the cell phone company, too.

Do any of these things sound post-worthy?  Of course they’re all interesting on some level, but most of them feel like tweets or Fakebook statuses.  You’re probably thinking that tweets and Fakebook statuses aren’t too bad – but I don’t have either Twitter or Facebook, because they go against my personal ideals and ideas.

Hey, at least I told you that I’m not quitting my blog, right?

Maybe I should put some of my creative writing stories up on here.  But on the other hand, maybe I want them copy-protected, first.

Out Of Touch

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Sometimes I feel really out of touch with all of my old classmates, and the world in general.  I have friends, yes, but they are mostly mothers, so once-in-a-while phone calls are considered fine, and there’s always a feeling of, “We should keep in better touch,” between us.  But we don’t.  Okay, so what?  We find it easier to keep in touch with people that we see on a daily basis, that live in our neighborhood, or that call us instead of waiting for us to call them.  And that’s fine.

So why do I feel out of touch?  Well, here are a few possibilities:

I don’t have Facebook.

I don’t have Pinterest.

I don’t have Twitter.

I have LinkedIn, but we both know that that’s not saying much.  And, I hardly ever sign in, anyways.

I don’t know what half of the sites I hear about are (Digg, StumbleUpon, Reddit).

I don’t know how to properly use a webcam (not that anyone uses those anymore, anyways).

I don’t like to spend a lot of time on the phone.  That need wore off during the hours that I spent on the phone with Yitzchak, and with other people who were “helping” (or really helping) us arrange our wedding.

I don’t like to talk too much about the nitty-gritty details of my life.  And I don’t like to share too much of it with family, either.  (This is the result of a few very nasty experiences with a few people in my family. It’s became a more global fear that has prevented me from speaking to anyone, just in case they don’t keep their word and end up telling my secrets.)  Because, honestly, my life feels really boring most of the time.  That’s not a complaint – I like life to be boring.  I’ve had more than my share of interesting stuff, so please, G-d, keep my life incredibly boring for the next sixty or seventy years.  Regular stuff – kvetchy kids, teething, money worries that usually get resolved, that kind of boring stuff.  Incredibly boring.  Everybody knows about this stuff.  And yet, in my mind, a boring life is the best kind.  Then again – if life is boring (thank G-d, please G-d, only the good kind of boring) what is there to talk about?

I don’t feel like there is too much to tell, so I usually feel awkward starting a conversation, or answering questions.  I am also not very good with open-ended questions like, “How are you?”  I’m fine, thank G-d.  How are you?  If you’d really like to know the answer to your question, you will have to be specific.  In general, people who ask, “How are you?” generally don’t really want the answer, anyways.  (This I learned the hard way.)

I don’t live near most of my childhood/teenage friends.  So, when I get updates or an alumni newsletter, I feel really out of touch.

I don’t even know what to say to half of these people, should I happen to see that they are online and Google chat them.

And . . . I work from home, which means that I don’t get a lot of adult social interaction unless I actively look for it.  To be honest, I don’t usually have the energy.  It’s a bit easier now, because I have a friend (O.) who comes to work on her own stuff in the area, and stops by to talk – a few times a week.  And I am watching my neighbor’s baby, so she comes by to nurse him every few hours, and we often talk.  But it’s not the same.  Plus, now that I am watching Y.’s baby, I can’t just “make my own hours” and schedule shopping trips whenever I want.  I watch her baby and Shlomo, work when they let me, and work some more when Yitzchak comes home and Eli (the other baby) has left.

So I guess it’s no surprise that I often feel out of touch with the world.

The question is: Is that really a bad thing?

I’m not sure . . . but I do know that many people are too “connected” nowadays via the internet to really put much energy into real-world relationships.  So I think I’ll stick with what I’ve got.  Thank G-d that I have what I have.

A Lesson In Commenting*

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I just learned a lesson:  Think carefully, very carefully, before you comment, especially using WordPress.  To be honest, I usually do think carefully.  I choose my words, choose how I say it, decide if I really have something to add (advice counts), and if it is really a post worth commenting on (sometimes, it is not).  Sometimes, though, I get a little too personal, or a little too carried away.  Or, I did not read enough of the blog to realize that the person in question is not open to hearing what I have to say.  The problem with WordPress?  You cannot edit or delete your own comment (unlike Blogger), unless it is on your own blog.  Sheesh.

So, from now on, before I comment, I will think five times, I will edit five times, and I will ask polite, respectful, politically correct Yitzchak to approve my comment.  As most of you have probably guessed from some of the opinions that I express on this blog, “Politically Correct” is far from being my middle name.

I ask any of you who did not like my comment on your blog, or who took offense, to please forgive me, let me know, and feel free to delete the comment.  In fact, please do delete it.  Who knows?  Maybe I would have pressed “edit” or “delete” myself, if I were using Blogger.

Maybe this is what it means, “Think before you speak.”  I always thought, “Yeah, I think before I speak.  But if I decided to say it, then I think it has to be said.  And if you don’t like it – well, who said you have to like everything I say, or even agree with it?”

So, maybe what I said, or wrote, did need to be said or written.  Maybe it really did.  But maybe it did not have to be written to a specific person.  I suppose, that is why I have my own blog; and as it is often said, things need to be done “b’ofen hamitkabel”, in a way that will be accepted by the receiver.  If it will not be accepted, then forget it.  This is hard for me to swallow, oftentimes.**

So, I apologize again to any and all of you whom I have offended (hopefully not too many), and please remember that I say things because I feel they need to be said and heard; you are never, ever required, or even asked, to publish a comment that you do not like.  Especially if you do not like it, or it insults you.  Because in most of those cases, and especially if comments are moderated and you do not have a contact page, I meant the comment for one set of eyes only.  And, if I insulted you, please let me know.

Please take my poll!  Thank you.



*This post, while prompted by a specific comment that I recently made, is not only about that one comment.  I have made at least three comments that I afterward wanted to delete or edit, none of them on the same blog.

**(Politically correct, nice, Yitzchak did not like this part, and wants me to omit it, but I feel that it is necessary to my readers’ understanding of where I am coming from and what I have learned am learning.  Tell me if he is right.)  After all, I accept any and all criticism, think about it, and often act on it.  Why shouldn’t everyone else?  Because “everyone else” is not me.  And while that may be important to me, and a strong point for me, as well as a point of pride, not everyone can do it.  And it is not fair to hold everyone else up to my own personal standards, especially since different people have different strengths and weaknesses.