My new love

The delete button is my new love.

I typically do such Facebook drive bys that I never take the time to take a look at my "friends." I did today and found some people who weren't friend-worthy. Delete.

The first round was guys who don't know what the word friend means. Actually, their Facebook page should just be for their penis, not them. And these guys have probably named it. If they haven't, I will. Tiny, Douche Dick and Speedy Gonzalez are a few fitting names that come to mind.

I dare any of them to notice and re-friend me. Then I can hit the delete button again.

The biggest delete was my wedding anniversary that's coming up next week. Yeah, like I need an Outlook reminder of it. It's carved in my memory forever. But it still felt good to hit that button...then yes, delete them all because it's never happening again.

What an amazing feeling of freedom. No one else will know, but I do. It was liberating. Cheers to the delete button!

Love to the single girls,
Addison