Not Taking The Blame

Today I got blamed for something I did not do.  It was quite shocking, because, not only did I not do the thing I was being blamed for (or, to be more exact, I got blamed for not doing something as completely as it could have been done, and for purposely missing a particular detail), on the contrary, I worked hard on trying to do something right and  to do it well.  This was a thing I was not paid to for or a thing that I was in any way required to do - it was something extra I was doing to help out a friend.  Alas, instead of thanks, I was blamed for purposely messing things up and undermining the very task that I sacrificed my time to help out with.

In the past, I would have been so very upset by this, and I would have tried to prove that I had intended malice by offering additional help and additional time.  Today, though, I decided to let it go (I guess I'm not letting it go very well, since I'm still going on and on about it - but I just have to vent a little bit here).

Honestly, though, I realized that nothing I could say or do would change this person's view - so in the end, I just said 'O.K.'  I guess that, sometimes, 'O.K.' is all a person can say - and then just move forward.

So, now I am home.  I am going to concentrate on myself and on my family (as soon as I finish writing this), and be comfortable with the knowledge that I did what I could for a person that I care about.  Unfortunately, that person does not see it that way - but that's just going to have to be their problem.  Nothing more I can say or do.

Hope this all made a little bit of sense today.  I'm trying to protect the innocent (and not so innocent) by not disclosing too many details - but I think the idea of caring for self and family in the face of adversity is somewhat universal - and can be applied to many situations and scenarios.

I hate having somebody think these negative thoughts about me.  I hate that this person now has a poor opinion of me.  But, hey, I guess there's nothing I can do about that.  Oh well.

On a more positive note - I tried tag again.  I was at a training with all certified teachers, and tag actually worked (until somebody tagged the waitress - and that was the end of it).  So, I have two theories:

1. There is a direct correlation between a person's educational achievement and their ability to be childlike and play games.
2. Only people crazy enough to choose to be Preschool Teachers are crazy enough to play tag in public.

It's got to be one or the other.

Have a great night, and hopefully I'll have a more fun topic and make more sense tomorrow.