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If I had been smarter I would have better prepared for this day. But I am not prepared - so the next few days must be spent trying to sort out my entrapments ;) Basically, I have a motorhome to try to get parked someplace safely for a few months whilst I take care of myself. Unfortunately, for several reasons, it cannot be included in my travel plans. And, I have no intention of returning here, thus it cannot stay here.
I have derived quite a bit of personal satisfaction during my travels into the webbed world, and to that I owe you all a great big THANKS. And, to be honest, I will miss not being able to continue. Perhaps the day will come when I get back into another web site. As I see it now, I'll be lucky to check my Hotmail more than a few times a month.
As to why - I really want to vent, and this is neither the time nor the place. But I will speak in broad terms of abusive behaviour, violent behaviour, rage and control. There is NO ROOM in my life for these, and I simply will not tolerate it my presence. The promises are hollow, and they become justification, rationialization and lies. It's all crap - I've seen it in varying degrees for 2 of the last 3 years. It's not getting better, how can it? No one around here thinks there is a problem...
So as much as I should be fired for accidentally taking 4 or 5 of our top wholesale pages off-line for a day (which apparently is not an issue?) I'm leaving because I have my own set of standards and morals, and I won't compromise them. There is also a bit of rational fear factored in, how can there not be when violence and weapons are but a hair-trigger away.
I find sadness in this whole situation. I am leaving people here who are, as far as I'm concerned, in danger of nothing but continued and worsening abuse. I am leaving a friend who needs help, but who will not seek it, and will not accept it. Believe it or not, I feel a twinge of regret as well, because the web site I'm leaving behind is nothing like the one I found last year. My friend will do it more harm than good if he tries maintain it himself. Oh well, he's about to find out the price of web services...(oh, and this is a client that I would NOT recommend.)
As to my actual departure, it will be when the motorhome issue is resolved, barring any more 'episodes'. Could be tomorrow, could be next week. At this point I really don't care if I sell it or park it.
To all a good night, and may you be blessed.
grandpa
Onya
Woz
but I wish you all the best in whatever you get up to. May good health and good fortune seek you wherever you go.
lawman
Youll be missed, you are one of the few on here whose ideas and oppinions I valued.
Good luck where ever you may find yourself....If its Colchester sticky me and ill buy you a drink.
All the best,
Mack.
Take care, take care of YOU. Watch your back. It would be nice if you could let us know eventually that you're ok.
Au revoir....
Think a bit harder before you do this
Been thinking about this since July. And hoping against hope that things would get better - hence my lack of motivation for preparing.
lawman, it looks like I'll be heading your way. I spoke today with my friends at HFTH and they are anticipating my arrival, and another pair of helping hands. And, if I know the Director of HFTH, she is not about to let me touch her web site, thank you very much :) Do they make headphones for djembes?
Essex_boy - I make too much noise for the old folks home.
I hope this farewell is no more final than the last one
I think it's final :(
Think of this as a mere fork on the road.
You are removing youself from a nasty (potentially dangerous) environment, and moving on. If you ask me, it calls for a celebration. You otta thank your stars for leading you to a better day, throw a party and move on, Grandpa!
Look out side, and enjoy the sunshine! Life continues, and there are plenty of reasons to celebrate every day -being on the right side of the grass happens to be the one that I find inspiring the most. :)
Take good care of yourself, recharge your batteries, fill 'er up, reinflate your tires and inch back to the starting line. You owe it to yourself.
Here is yet another widgeteer rooting for ya'!
