My friend, Kirbie, sent me this little quote via Facebook today (I know, I know, I spend too much time there... meh... it's my version of TV since I don't have one):
And, well, it got me thinking about how I've let these duds of the past (I mean dudes... I mean boys... I mean men... ah, whatever) occupy too much space in my heart and/or mind. Obviously, CLEARLY, none of them deserves the mental and emotional attention that I give them because if they did, they'd be prominent features in my life.
Time to serve eviction notices to my mind and heart... there are some unwanted inhabitants there. The notice (if I actually had one to write up) would look like this:
Dear _________________,
You have overstayed your welcome in Angela's _________________ (heart, mind, both). You are kindly asked to pack your bags (and, oh, the baggage of some of you) and vacate the premises immediately. Thanks for entering when invited and thanks even more for leaving now. Do not let the door bang you in the ass on the way out! Safe travels to the next _____________ (heart, mind, both) that you occupy and better luck finding a permanent home. This _________________ (heart, mind, both) need a thorough cleaning and this cannot be done with you present... I'm sure you understand. Toodles!
Sincerely,
Angela's _______________ (heart, mind, both) management team.
*sigh* It even feels cleansing to write that. I think I may just have to write these up physically, fill in the duds' (you know what I mean) names on the slips and then find a way to burn them or something. Good riddance to bad rubbish (although I am still confused and a little conflicted about Mr. Not-So-Turk Turk).
I LOVE IT! Going to use your eviction notice template! Although, I think you should serve one to Mr. Not-So-Turk Turk...because I'm not so sure he's reserving as big of a space as you deserve in his mind/heart/both. And you SO deserve it! ;)
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