
It's officially over. The Oakville Scrapbook Clubs are closed.
I started them a couple of years ago in an effort to get more people into scrapbooking - meet a need, maybe sell some product and provide a fun and entertaining place to share ideas and maybe eat some yummy food. They were events I so looked forward to going to socialize and have fun and meet new people.
A month ago, I got notification that the account had run out and did I want to sign up again. I thought about it, but just couldn't find the strength or creativity to do it all over again.
Every time I think about it, I become sad and angry all at once.
I met some lovely women through the group. Some of them still join me to crop here at the new house and I really enjoy those times.
I also met one of the most vile creatures I've ever run across in my life. Truly self-absorbed and unkind. Never ending opinions on every topic under the sun. She or her husband was an expert at everything. Yes, she spoke on his behalf on a regular basis because somehow by being married makes you qualified to do his job and live his life experiences as though they were your own. Nothing was ever enough. It was too hot, too cold, didn't like the music, didn't like the snacks, liked the snacks last time why didn't I buy them again, didn't like the wine, wanted a beer, didn't shut up - didn't shut up for one stinking minute for two years. To the point where I would get a call "is she coming? If so, count me out." So, even after repeated hints, which eventually became full out comments - no one came back because of one woman devoid of the social wherewithal to realize that in order to have a conversation it requires more than one person.
I shut it down. There was no way that I was going to be stuck in the room by myself any more with that creature. My spirit was crushed.
I'm sad. It's officially closed. The groups have not been functioning for a few months, but knowing that the account has been officially closed leaves me empty. It could have been amazing.
I shall endeavour to make lemonade, but right now I'm just sitting in the lemons.
1 comment:
Oh, Lee. I understand the feeling. Maybe you and your new group or smaller group will start up something like that and the "poison" won't be invited. =D Brush yourself off, get off of the lumpy lemons, realize that some people seem to have been created to suck the life out of us, and move on. Oh. And make me some lemonade. =] Healing thoughts for your heart sent your way.
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