Paper plates, my friend!The trouble with living alone is that it's always my turn to do the dishes
I choose to live alone and enjoy it.
I need privacy and solitude to recharge my batteries and would not function well surrounded by other people or by being forced to live in a structured environment.
I dread the thought of needing some form of assisted living and the forced socialization that goes along with it.
My hope is that someday my neighbors will report a foul odor coming from my apartment and that will be the end of it.
I do get bored sometimes but I usually manage to find something.I get bored but rarely lonely.
Same here. Except I do have some snitty kitties.I live alone. No family, no friends, no pets.
Yep. Paper plates. And bowls.Paper plates, my friend!![]()