I used to be one of those jealous girls. I’m talking verge of psycho kind of jealous girls.
The Guy I Used to Date once admitted out loud that he thought Jennifer Love Hewitt was hot and I about lost it.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN I’M NOT THE ONLY GIRL YOU’RE ATTRACTED TO?!?!
The jealousy has since subsided significantly. Let me explain how I know this…
The other day I was cleaning up the living room when I noticed there was a headband on the arm of the couch.
Interesting. A headband. A girl’s headband. A girl’s headband that doesn’t belong to me.
And without missing a beat I PUT IT ON.
I put on the headband of a girl I do not know that I found in my house. In my head I was styling with this adorable (and free!) headband.
And I just kept on cleaning.
A few hours later a light bulb went off in my head. The head with the headband on it.
Where did this headband come from? Was a girl in our house? A girl who had taken off her…headband?!? If she took off her headband had she taken anything else off?!?!
Oh. Hellz. Noez.
My new jealousy-free outlook on life meant I was probably getting played on by a headband wearing skank and didn’t even realize it. And all I have to say is, “You better not leave anything else in my house… and if you do, I’m a size 8. And my favorite color is green. Just FYI.”