I know. I write endlessly about how fabulous it is to be single. But I have to be realistic. In my seven months on my own, there are just a few drawbacks to the perfect single-girl life.
5. No one immediately at hand to ask, "does my butt look good in these?"
4. When I fall asleep on the sofa, there's no one wake me up (unless Lucy walks on me).
3. I have to make all of the decisions. Go out, stay in, what to eat, when and where, TV on or off, when to wake up and when to go to sleep (if I do at all). All these decisions get so confusing!
1. It's day 3 and I still can't open this stupid On The Border salsa jar. I could walk down my hallway and knock on doors to ask for help. Or I could even take it over to one of the restaurants closeby so one of the hunky guys can show off their strength. But I'm too proud. I'd rather use a hammer.
Even with this horrible side of being on my own, I wouldn't trade it for anything at this point in my life.
Love to the single girls,
Addison
Not a single girl, or a girl at all, just wanted to say fuck that salsa can. I've tried every science method I could think of and I still nearly break my wrist everytime.
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