10 Things About Living Alone
I've lived alone since 1981.
I love the solitude. I love to come home from a busy day and have a quiet refuge.
Everything in my home is mine and my responsibility. There is no sharing of household responsibilities.
I have learned to only count on me to manage my home and my life.
I have increasing lost the ability to share space with others. I don't like people in my personal space.
I hate to entertain at home. It is just so much effort to clean the house, get the food, have enough varitey of beverages, wait on people and be gracious. I cant do all of that at the same time.
I never have to worry about how I look in my home. I can wear or not wear any clothes I want.
Preparing meals for one is a real challenge. I waste too luch food.
When the place is a mess, it is all my faulty. And my place is always a mess.
Doing the laundry for one person is a challenge. I only do the laundry about every three weeks. Also, I can never fill up my dishwasher so I wash all my dishes by hand.
As I get older, I worry about doing tasks that require me to use a step ladder or a stool. What if I fall? And, no, I refuse to wear one of those damn emergency bracelets. I'm not that old. But I now have to wrry about falling and laying there on the floor for days before I am discovered.
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