I found this great quote by Eleanor Brown ” Clutter is not just physical things; its old ideas, toxic relationships, and bad habits. Clutter is anything that does not support your better self.”
Toxic people are those individual who walk around with a dark cloud over their heads, nagging, complaining and being negative these people can drain the life out of you. CLUTTER!
Mental clutter in the form of old ideas and myths that are meant to keep people stalled in old ways of doing things or myths that serves as untruth. Think about that people are saying to you and the intentions behind the words.
Question. Are you paying attention to the Clutter in your life? What are you going to do to clean out, get rid of the clutter in your home, removing toxic people ( wife, husband, children, co-workers, church members, friends ). What about all those useless ideas that only serves the purpose of holding you back from creating new ideas. Come on lighten the load so that you can clear the way to receive good people and situations in your life.
What say you?
New Flash!! Did you know what kind of relationship your in? I never thought about this question until I had a conversation with a group of Millennial’s about relationship status. I wasn’t prepared for their openness and the nonchalant manner they view relationships. Did you know that we live in a society where relationships have titles and definitions. Gone are the days of boy meets girl, boy likes girl, boys asks girl to go steady, she says yes, and the rest is history…. This method of dating worked for my parents they were marred for 32 years.
Here’s a fact: People are emotionally scared because they invest time, energy, money and their emotions into what they perceive to be an exclusive relationship only to discover that they were in a SITUATION, instead of a relationship.
These are some of the classifications of relationships that is now viewed as situations.
- Just kicking it.
- Friends with benefits
- Side piece
- Lets just see what happens
- Mr. or Mrs. for right now
- Just something to do
- Open relationship
- In between relationships
So, What Say you? Because I am at a loss for words.
J. R, Floyd Host of YouTube: Conversations with J. R.
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Dear readers, question, Is there peace in your home? do you wake up to chaos in your home? Look around is there clutter in every corner of your house. Are there days that you just don’t want to be in the space that you call home?
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Dear readers, I live in New York City, and I often ride public transportation. During my 30-minute commute to work, I am privy to people’s conversations. Below is the rantings of a young woman who some people might label a Gold Digger. Why? Because she dates and has relationships with wealthy older men. On this day she was with, a friend, this is what I heard.
I use to be a pro at this game of pretense. I do not know what’s gotten into me. It must be time for me to throw in the towel, surrender and retire. I use to have the best pick of men. Handsome, tight bodies, well-educated, and classy. Those men are few and far apart, now all that is left is old saggy toothless, balding, horny men trying to relive their youth. Currently, the old geezer that I am with I feel nothing but bitterness, anger and regret. I am trying to convince myself to stay, he old, boring and clumpy, but Mr. $$$$$$$$$$$$ bags is loaded. I detest when he looks at me smiling with his saggy, jaundice eyes. When I look at him, I feel the rage of contempt soaring through my blood. I had hoped in my last days to be rewarded with an Adonis, instead, I have been handed an old broken, cranky, smothering, needy, clingy stooped old grumpy senior citizen; trying to pretend that he still has it, whatever it is. When I am laying next to him, it feels like I am resting next to a nasty, slimy, fishy, whale. Maybe if he cut that enormous flab from around his waist, I might feel different. When his large, sloppy, wet, ashy, lips touch my skin, I disappear in my head and go to a faraway place. I cringe at the thought of those big clumpy hands touching me; having to listen to his voice that is piecing loud, thunderous, and lacks class. I remember one night when he bumped my leg with one of his long Frankenstein feet; he scratched my silky-smooth skin with one of his toenails that resembles a claw. Oh, Well, at least I got a diamond for my pain and suffering. I took a quick peek; I have to say that it was a big diamond. By the way, this women who was ranting about being with MR. Old Saggy money bags, she was dressed to the nines, designer labels from head to toe. However, I was curious why she was riding the train? Oh well. I had to get off so I did hear the end of her tale.
What say you?