I have a serious issue to ponder tonight….
I’m considering investing in a tattoo, perhaps on my forehead, that says “PLEASE don’t touch!” Seriously, it’s more than the fact that I am not a touchy-feely person. My personal space perimeter is probably double the average American woman’s. I like my space and I like to keep my space for myself. And, the older I get, the wider my perimeter becomes….
~a friend wanted so desperately to give me a gift card for a massage at a local spa. uh…NO! Fortunately, this was one of my best friends from college and with all we’ve been through together, she just let it go as another one of my weird idiosyncrasies.
~why is it that everyone in Christian circles wants to hug everyone else? I’ll hug my family out of respect, obligation and love but I don’t need to hug everyone every week at church, especially other women’s husbands!
~I love it when someone says to me, “I need a hug!” Yeah… have you ever considered that I might not need one?
~and another question, why do a lot of people feel like they need to touch your arm or your shoulder to talk to you? Even worse… those that feel like they need to lean in to speak! Arrgghhh!!!
~now, just for the record, this does not apply to children, mine or anyone else’s. I can hug, hold and cuddle children all day long. Unfortunately for him, this does sometimes apply to my husband, especially if my “touch quota” was met at 8 a.m.
I do realize that getting a tattoo on my forehead would be a serious breach of my personal space. However, it may be worth it if it said “PLEASE don’t touch!”
While all of this information is completely 100% true and accurate to the best of my ability to communicate it, I am just throwing a little humor into my sometimes too serious blog. I am in NO way considering a tattoo! Please don’t email me pictures of that tattoo that you think I should get. Thank you very much!