Originally Posted by vaticanplum
I consider myself extremely independent and self-sufficient, but in the end I am pretty incapable of taking care of myself. I find things like grocery shopping and timely bill paying and phone call returning extremely difficult for no real reason. I have freak accidents all the time (breaking glass in my hands while washing dishes, running into walls, etc.) and at least one or two nights out of seven I have tobasco sauce for dinner. It's probably dangerous for me to be living by myself, I probably shouldn't be, and it absolutely pains me to admit that.
I am so there with you. I thought getting married would help alleviate some of my everyday flakiness, but unfortunately my wife is just as bad--if not worse--than I am. Quick, two-line emails remain unresponded to, I buy my lunch at work because I'm too lazy to throw a frozen Stouffer's meal in my bag every morning, and the same damn pile of newspapers has resided in the corner of our living room since what seems to be the Clinton administration.
We both seem to have a problem "getting it together".