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A new year

Well the new year didn't start out the way I planned. Snow started falling around noon and didn't stop until way late into the night. Driving home was treacherous so I passed on going anywhere. The girls and I stayed home. It was a pretty emotional night for K but we got through it. This coming year will hold good things for her. I'm sure of it. As long as she stays focused and keeps her mind where it needs to be while learning lessons from the past...all will be well.

Today was a pretty crap day from the moment I logged onto my profile. What was said about me may have been meant as a joke but the person who said it has the sense of humor of a frog. There just isn't one. Things said at inappropriate times and things that are very hurtful and belittling. I had enough of it. I said my peace to this person and proceeded to delete and block him from my profile and my life. I just don't need his garbage. Life is too short for friends like that. I know when to joke with friends and I know when the situation calls for a little tact and compassion. This person had neither. I'm not the only person who feels this way but I will only speak for myself. I'm not hurt that he is gone. I'm relieved to be honest with you. Everytime I saw I had a comment from him I felt a weight. Great...what is he going to say now to be hurtful or mean? I just never knew. I don't want to have to look at someone, who is supposed to be a friend, that way. He told me I was out of line for calling him out on how inappropriate his comment was and he went in for more belittling and demeaning words. It was with that last email I knew I needed him out of my life. Enough of the negativity from him. It just got to a point where being a friend with him wasn't worth it.

So...I started my new year holed up in my house with an emotional teenager and ending a friendship. If that is the worst that 2010 is going to be for me...I'm okay with that. On to bigger and better things. NYC, GWO, Eclipse, reunion and cruise. :)

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