Keep your chaos outta my head.
Sometimes even friends have to hear this.
Egads, so true Colleen. I have such a hard time though saying “go away”. And the worst of it is that they don’t take a hint. Even when I am blunt, they don’t quite get it. In a way I feel guilty because their confusion is their normal state of being and they have no friends. I have one neighbor who insists on bringing things to me -like cookies or a meal or even a book. The worst is that whenever he does that he soon enough shows up wanting to borrow sugar or coffee or cigarettes. I’m not interested in this trading because he tries to make me feel indebted. He complains that he has no friends. I told him bluntly that people do not like to feel indebted so I did not want him to bring me anything else. He said that is the only way he feels like he has value is if he can give to someone else. i pointed out that the giving had to be just that giving – not creating a debit/credit list. He brought me a meal to thank me and then showed up wanting to borrow some cigarettes. I guess he figured after our talk, the air was clear. Sigh.
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I love your lesson here Paul. For whatever reason, your neighbor can’t hear it.
Maybe all of his borrowing and giving, is just an excuse to spend time with you. 🙂
maybe, but I get the feeling that it isn’t me he comes to see it is his own reflection that he is in love with and I’m just the mirror.
THAT is a brilliant comment Paul.
Of course not yours! Um… Should I be taking this personally??
Uhm…..no! You’re “one of mine”. 😉
I like to invoke the saying, “Not my circus, not my monkeys.” And then move on. 🙂
I’m hearing that a lot lately Eric. Wait…..maybe I better make sure someone isn’t referencing me as the monkey! 😉
of course, not yours )
No….not mine. 😉
So true Colleen!
❤️ I think I’m a culprit at times
🙂 (pssssss, I think we all are!) 😉
🙂 That’s what I like to hear Julie!!! 🙂
You know something, Colleen? EVEN your friends have to to hear it 😛 Sometimes one can’t tell their friends. It’s great to realise that sometimes you just need to take leave of the situation. For your own sanity. 🙂
Oh I get this loud and clear, too loud. I’ve one friend in particular could do with reading this.
Feel free to share my brilliance. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Sorry. I couldn’t resist Tric. But I know what you mean. This actually was prompted by my friend and I on a road trip and we were talking about something crazy, probably politics. And I shouted “keep your chaos out of my head” and then said “write that down for me” . 🙂
With much, much practice, I’m getting better at putting on my magic cloak and disappearing when that chaos begins the invasion. You are so talented, I think you can draw your own magic cloak and step inside. 🙂
Neat idea Debra – gotta make me one of those magic cloaks. 😀
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Thank you Debra! What a wonderful compliment. ❤
And I think sometimes I do that, figuratively as well. I don't care for the chaos. But, I do feel a responsibility, overwhelmingly so, to try and help resolve things. So, though I despise the chaos, I want peace. Such a conflict when I would rather put on that cloak.
I missed a few posts, Colleen. We lost someone who was new at work. (She was fired.) The first day we felt relieved. No more drama. The next day, every day after we worry. Is she okay? Will the personal situation settle and will she be safe? Sad how our minds would be at ease if she were back now. We regret the day of “Relief.”
That’s always rough, when things like that happen at work.
No worries about missing posts. I manage to catch about everyone’s posts but don’t have time now to comment all of the time so I send them a “like” so they know I was there and read. 🙂 I understand full time jobs, being mom/grandma/nana/friend and so much more!
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