IRL, y’all, I am a touchy person. A rude driver can ruin my morning. If I call The CEO’s cell phone to ascertain whether he picked Gaze up from track practice at the middle school, and he answers all my questions truthfully yet not completely, Bill Clinton style, obfuscating the situation and making me think ma blue-eyed bebe with his long eyelashes is standing on the school steps all alone instead of riding safely home with his sister, I am livid for twenty minutes.
Also, I can hold a grudge like nobody’s business. I am the Repeat World Champion of Grudge-Holding. I can cradle up my grudges like an armful of fluffy kittens and not let them go even when they are scratching me to ribbons.
I am working on changing this behavior. It is not easy. Today I have failed, miserably.
Sometimes it takes me awhile to get my mad on. I’ll hear or read some comment and be vaguely annoyed, and tell myself to just “let it go.” So I’ll have, I thought, let it go, and six weeks later I wake up mad, and it takes me some time to figure out why. And then I will need to address my feelings about whatever-it-was that annoyed me, and get the feelings all out in the open before I can really release the issue’s emotional hold on me.
So. Here goes. And I warn you now, toes will be stepped upon. I have my big girl boots on today. Names will be named. I am prepared for the consequences.
I read this post by Dane on Pere de Pierre, which talked about “crap bloggers” and chastised new perfume bloggers for being unlearned and spreading misinformation. It annoyed me, and I considered commenting, but then I realized that Dane has never once responded to any comment I’ve made on his blog, and that there was very little point in my saying anything to him.
Besides which, I get the feeling that he’d consider this blog a “crap” one. Continue reading Slow Burn: a rant about perfume blogging, Part I of II