For Me...and You

So here I am, I haven't written, I ran from my past. Yet I'm still blogging, it has become very contagious, a way of life. I'm not nearly the blogger some of you are, but still I'm a part of it, and it's a part of me.

I ran from Mmmmm because he decided to close me out of his life, without me having a decision in it, so I have moved my blog. Eye for an eye kind of rational to it.

Yesterday I was annoyed, not sure why, but I noticed things that would not normally bother me. They were getting under my skin. The lady, LG, who passed away in Nov from cancer, use to tell me that when things annoyed her they would make her armhairs stand on end, that is what yesterday was like.

Here goes....Now, it's obvious I'm a girl, with some women it's iffy, but I'm definatly feminine enough to see I'm a girl. I have no problem at all holding a door for anyone when they are coming in from behind me, but nothing erks me more then when you are approaching a glass doorway, with TWO doors and I was on my appropriate side, the right and I can see some dick coming towards me, I open the door to go through and instead of using the LEFT door, he waits for me to go through and then I'm half stretched backwards trying to hold the door for him to shimmy past me through the door. WHY? Why people, if there are two doors....USE THEM.

Next...Drivers....when you are going to make a left hand turn in the middle of the road, PLEASE move over far enough so that us morons behind you can swing onto the shoulder and go about our business.

I plan on posting again tonight, maybe something more emotional, but for now, I feel a tad better. Gotta go eat some lunch.

Farewell