Doc’s Sunrise Rants

30 posts in 30 days.

I probably didn’t say much of consequence, but maybe that will change, now that I’m in the habit of at least thinking about my blog. I have opinions - why not subject the world to them?

I have had time to consider why I sort of stopped blogging. The number one reason - I had readers I didn’t want to confront, and still don’t. I simply wanted them to go away and let me stop feeling - anything - towards them. Another reason - I had things happening in my life I didn’t want to blog about, mostly to do with some poor choices my kids were making. I have another outlet to vent online, and believe it or not, real life friends to hash things out with. Blogging felt redundant. And last, those of us who are active in lots of online forums occasionally become fed up, bored, or simply ambivalent with the stupidity they read.

And sometimes, life just gets in the way.

What I discovered is that I can’t control what other people do. I already knew that, but perhaps forgot. I discovered that its okay to share that my kids are NOT perfect. And I discovered that I am not the only one in blog-world who gets sick of the same old crap and needs a break from it.

It’s been a huge year of transition for me, kids leaving the nest, returning, leaving again, returning. Working a regular job, and having to deal with all that entails. A couple of huge remodeling jobs around the farm. Keeping the farm going.

Finally, I have one last question received.

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I have a question, Doc: Whatever happened with the crazy neighbor? The one that was cutting fences and just being a PIA? Did that resolve itself or did you have to SSS?

I strung so much barbed and electric wire, that he couldn’t penetrate my defenses. A hound dog that bays at EVERYTHING rounded out the fortifications. Once he couldn’t screw with me, he moved on to the neighbors on either side of him. In the past, the other neighbors would hunker down and practice avoidance. I think my aggressive posture towards him gave them the courage to stand up to him too. I am not really in the gossip loop among my neighbors, but I do know that the freak’s wife left him, his car was repossessed, and sadly, it appears that he’s living in his house without benefit of electricity. Do I feel bad? Not at all. You reap what you sow.