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London Bound...

I woke up this morning, ready to write one entry, but am having to write an entirely different one. I was shocked when I found my in-box flooded with emails regarding yesterday's events on the expat forum and saw on this morning's report that this blog had 181 hits yesterday. Not only that, but even though I stated there would be no comments accepted on this topic (mainly because I'd already been treated quite badly and know how cliquey the forum can be), I had to delete at least 10 of them this morning. I deleted the comments and the emails without reading them (although, judging from the subject lines of what I saw - I thank you all for your support). I deleted them because I promised my husband I would let it go and I didn't want anything that was said in those comments or emails to start it up again. No, I don't like being accused of being dishonest and yes, I still think all of their behavior was unprofessional, but I'm letting it go.
My husband and I are going into London for the weekend to celebrate our first wedding anniversary and I'm not going to let a few strangers do anything that might effect our trip. I'm sad that I won't have the forum as a resource to meet other American expats and I'm sorry that my account was deleted before I got to contact the people I wanted to, but I'm letting it go, and I think that if I can, everyone that has responded or gotten involved should as well.
This is a personal blog and to be completely honest, I don't like seeing 181 people have seen it in one day. It may be public, but it's still quite personal to me. I never wanted a huge number of hits on this blog. I liked it a whole lot better when I got 50 hits a day(max). I'm really hoping when I get back from London things will be back to normal.

Comments

Mindy said…
Er,
I'm glad you're being the bigger person and listening to Wayne on this. Even though I'm thinking you were probably fine about it once you cooled off last night.
I hope you have a great weekend in London. Happy Anniversary!
Love, Min
PS why do my comments show up right away?
Erren said…
Min,
Your comments show up right away because your account is set up to do that. I have to choose who has that right and who doesnt. My friends that have signed up all have the right to go right through. So basically, you're special =)

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