After going though cancer treatment all last year a lot of things got put on the back burner. There are so many jobs I want to catch up on like painting my whole apartment INCLUDING the ceilings which is not going to happen any time soon because my right arm is still sore and weak from my surgery. I also have to get rid of my poor decrepit couch to make room for a new one but I don’t know how I am going to get that behemoth down 2 flights of stairs. My car desperately needs to be polished and detailed as it hasn’t been washed in over a year. Basically, I need a boyfriend.
I am a long time standing single gal and for the most part am quite content to be free of the drama and problems that arise within relationships. I have the whole bed to myself and I have 100% control over the TV remote. No pesky whisker hairs in my sink and I never have to worry about a dutch oven when I least expect it. I am able to do most everything that needs to be done on my own and without help but things are a bit different now since my surgeries. It seems I turned into a bit of a useless girl.
DAMMIT!!! Sometimes having a nice strong guy around is mighty handy. Now don’t get all women’s' lib-ish on me. I don’t expect him to do it all while I go out for lunch with the ladies. Only it would be nice to have a bit of help with the heavy stuff or the high bits. A nice guy to offer to take the inevitable face splatter from painting overhead and cart the ladder up and down the stairs. Maybe even give me a back rub after I do all the detail work on my car dash with Q-Tips while he does the scrubbing on the outside. I’d give him one too. If I didn’t fall asleep during mine. I am generous that way.
No guys are jumping out of the woodwork to help so for now I have to live with the chipped paint and the moss on my car. My old couch will linger in the hallway for other tenants to climb over to get to their apartments. My back will remain unrubbed.
But I am working on it.