Wednesday, January 07, 2009

Heads up

What a day! This day has been a dryer tumbling my life like weightless cotton tumbling around and around with no control of the path. There's a very special birthday today (not mine) and there is an enormous challenge at work today (so very mine). There's a photo I took that I just received a request to be published in a book. There's concerns over more than one friend's health and there are a couple conversations I need to digest before I can comprehend how I feel much less think.

I want to pick up the phone and call you. I want to hear your voice. I want to write it out and ask you what you think.

I want to tell you about these things, I do. But I have a stalker here. A stalker who I know and, through a deeply personal decision last year, chose to sever my relationship with, as well as severing my relationship with this person's partner. By the number of times they access this site a day, I can only guess they don't know I can track my readers through my stats history. I'm not at all sure why they are interested in my life when I've removed my life from theirs, but I am sure that they take information from here and use it elsewhere. Which, let's be honest, is odd. At best.

Until I can figure out how to block that stalker's IP address from accessing this site, there's going to be a lot less of me here. I have help on that front (hats off to my friend Jim) but Blogger is a difficult beast with this particular issue. Until we get it sorted, expect me at my vague best.

One more item in the tumbling dryer.

You know I love you. XOXO


CreekHiker said...

Alison, there is a series of blogs for people with just such a problem. If you're interested, I'll email the info - you won't be followed.

Life at Star's Rest said...

Wishing you the very best in ridding yourself of this problem. Take good care - Carmon

ghost said...

be safe, sis.

Duly Inspired said...

Ghost ~ oh the irony of your brief comment, of which you are not aware, gave me a good laugh. Thanks.

Jane! said...

Ah you da lady dat wanted da lettah? I'll just set an O down ovah in da cornah.
(That's my delivery-guy voice.)
Good luck, I hope I dropped it at the right place... oh, and I need a shelf like that, you hire out?