I have been on an un-friending kick this week on Facebook. When I first started Facebook I was pretty open to being "friends" with people. If I knew you, had been friends with you online, or were connected in real life I would add you as my friend. I didn't really do work people, just real people who were my friends.
Then I realized that just because I know you or read your blog doesn't mean that I really want to know you in that way (the way that shares when you get a haircut, clean up your dog's barf from the back steps, or your son graduates from elementary school). We aren't really friends. So, I quickly un-friended those people.
Then there were the people who wear their anxiety, hatred of others, or desire to nitpick every living thing - they had to go too.
This was actually harder. One of the women who's blog I had read (and didn't ever really agree with), but who is a popular minister in the UU world was one of the ones who had to go. I realized that I was tired of her constant superiority about what other people read, said, or wore. In fact, if we met, I didn't think we would actually like one another very much.
Then there were the peripheral people who don't really contribute to my world and who I didn't think wanted to see when I took out the garbage, danced a polka or cleaned out the chicken coop. Really, I don't think they would care so why share it.
So, now if I am friends with you I actually care about your load of laundry, the fact that you are dealing with your difficult teenager, or are growing cucumbers.
