Ups and Downs of Living Alone
As I battled the chaos that is my home this weekend (dishes done, check; laundry done, check; some trash out, check; etc.) it occured to me that one of the serious down-sides to living alone is that unless you do things, they don't get done. There's no one with whom to negotiate about the jobs you just don't want to do, so those jobs tend to not get done. Things lay where you drop them.
On the other hand, things are always where you last put them (if you can remember where that is -- a constant problem for me). I never open the fridge to find the last of (fill in the blank) gone, since I'm the one who *ate* the last (fill in the blank).
All in all, though, I think I'd rather have someone to share my life with. It's the implementation that's giving me some difficulty. The older I get, the more set in my ways I get.
Where's Jae?
1 Comments:
I lived alone for years, now I live with three other people. 2 kids and a husband whom I love and wouldn't trade for the world. Having said that however. Somedays I wish I still lived alone. So enjoy it, it won't last forever. The grass is always greener (as Erma Bombeck used to say).
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