I took a big step today.
I deleted a blog from my RSS feeds.
Not really sure why it was on there in the first place. Not for politeness--this person doesn't read my blog, and I don't have any real-life contact with her. Not for content--it is a personal blog in the very personalest sense of the term. I certainly never learned anything from it, was inspired to new heights by it or even picked up a good recipe.
I kinda think it might have been on there just so I could get irritated with her every day. Though I'd never met her, her constant annoyed-at-the-world attitude gave me something to be bugged with. Her litany of woes, her complaining about various family members*, her superior-because-I'm-cynical attitude... man, this lady irritated me so much that I even caught myself telling Jim about her one time. Twice, actually. And the second time he gave me a very kind and loving look that said "Sweetie, you have completely lost it, and you are trying to drag me down with you."
So, about a week ago, I started wondering "Why the hell am I reading this? This is worse than DListed, which is at least funny (even though I feel like I need a shower after every time I read it). This is worse than the blog by that bizarre New Mexico fundamentalist survivalist lady. I mean, this is just not even interesting any more."
And so today, I took the big step... I took a habitual irritation, something as annoying & familiar as poking at a sore tooth with my tongue, and removed it from my life entirely.
Pow! Zap! Wow. That took like half a second, was utterly painless, and has left me with nothing more than the feeling that I am an incredible stone-cold idiot for not doing this, like, months ago.
But I never said I was a quick study...
Now I'm wondering what other love-to-hate relationships with objects, routines, organizations or whatever I can find and root out. Do you have any of these bizarrely attractive dysfunctional things going?
*I only ever complain about my kids and I'm damn proud of it.