Friday, August 12, 2011

So quiet you could hear a rat pee on a cotton ball.

I am really...really tired.
I don't know how to respond to people when they say something nice or thank me to my face. I wish they wouldn't do that - I get all awkward and fumble with my words and my face. It isn't that I have this problem on a regular basis or anything - and I know I sound like an ingrate and all, but ewwwww. This week I've been responding with "NO THANK YOU!" or "BACKATCHA!" those are getting old and trite. This week, I sorta want to say "Of course, we both know it is so all God and how he connects all of us." but that is a little too - I dunno - long. I want to "Give God all Glory." without sounding like Ernest Angely or Billy Graham. I want to say "I appreciate that you are taking time to think of me and say something nice and it belongs to Big Daddy. So I'm just gonna go somewhere and give him your words..k-bye. (and quickly flee)" but then people could perceive that as being "off" or perhaps "crazy".

It isn't that I don't want to be appreciated, I just want it either behind my back and to hear of it as second-hand news.

I have one friend who gets it. I am so grateful for her appreciation of snail mail and postage. One word in the mail is worth a jillion to my face.

Nice problem to have. It has been a long week and my time alone in the quiet is now over. My fellas have returned from dinner.