A girlfriend sent me an email to say she and a friend where googling chickens and came across my blog. And read it!
I should be flattered but she was a bit critical and well, made fun of me in a round about way. I haven't heard from the other woman but don't really know her very well anyway.
I have never had one of you followers do that, poke fun, thank you.
For weeks I have been avoiding the computers in the house. I stand in front of them and just look and not touch. I dread that she would have left a comment or another email to me. It's stupid but she has really put me off blogging and finally today I had had enough and logged on.
I feel violated as I had no intentions of having anyone I know personally ever read My blog.
It's like reading my diary, which I keep as well. I wouldn't just leave it out on the kitchen table at a dinner party for any guest to read.
I write for me, to poke fun at me or mine. To bitch and moan about me or mine and to gush about me or mine.
I don't mind how many or few readers and followers I have. That isn't my gratification. Putting fingers to keys is and having the occasionally feed back is an extra bonus. I love that people, my followers, do read along with my life but I am not sure that I want a woman who can be a bit nosy at the best of times knowing my personal business, in this way.
Maybe it was only a matter of time but as it is, my husband doesn't even know I blog. Though now that she has sent a email to my home computer, I guess he knows now too.
I don't see this woman very often but she runs in a similar circle of friends. There are some personal feelings and things in my life that I just don't share with all my friends. Writing about these things does help me get through, past, over and on with my life. True followers are a part of that but I think if she keeps reading, she will just be a tattle tale.
So now what? She know who she is and she may have ruined this for me. I have to think on this one for a bit.