Last month I blogged about the need, nay the desire for quiet...shush, is basically what I wrote. It is often my mantra when the decibels start to increase beyond my liking. In my effort to drive my point home, I used my cousin as an example. That probably wasn't very nice now that I've had time to reflect. I've also toyed with the idea of removing the blog in question, you know...just in case. LOL. I shared my blog with another cousin (who happens to be the brother of the cousin I blogged) who found the humor in what I wrote, but still...it's a bit mean of me to say those things about him, right? It's all true, mind you, but still...
I don't know why I don't like a lot of noise. I much prefer quiet and solitude to the noisy, rambunctiousness (is that a word?) of the world around me. Sheesh, it makes me sound like an old person. LOL. Hmm...well, I guess I am, sort of...getting there anyway. I'm fairly certain I was a loud, noisy, obnoxious child growing up. Weird. Oh well.
5 comments:
I find noise obnoxious as well. That's one reason we stopped at two kids. And they're still noisey, but I couldn't imagine that volume multiplied by two. Or four. Yikes.
Eh, kids (and some adults) are loud, what can you do? No one will need therapy because you noted this. I say, it's fine. And I am pretty important, like, right up there with the Pope, so... shrug.
LOL! Thanks for the validation. I think I will keep...for the time being; unless he reads it and then tells on me...LOL, that would be funny!
I have a "Do Not Delete" policy in my blogland. You know, we say stuff. What came across in your post was your need for silence, not your cousin's loudness...or whatever, I can't even remember what you said about him, only what you said about you....see??
Yes, Sensei..I see it all so much more clearly now. Arigato. :)
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