Day #9 & Day #10...

...somehow melded together.  In these past two days I have realized one very important thing: I have a FABULOUS Boyf.  Not only is he all of the things you want in someone but aren't going to say because it sounds dumb when you actually write it out, but he is the BEST HELPER EVER.  I am no good at being a domestic. I love to cook, I love to bake, but I HATE cleaning. And you know how your mom probably accomplished a lot and when she started something, she made sure to finish it right away so her mess wasn't all over the house? (my mom was that way at least) Well, I have no idea how to do that. I am easily distracted.  I will start something (like the Laundry, for instance), half finish it (bring it up from the dryer downstairs), and then forget about it until 10pm when we go back into the bedroom and our bed has no sheets on it and the clothes are still in the basket getting wrinkled. Boyf was always the solution to these problems. He finished things when I got distracted. Now that I'm on my own, I'm realizing that maybe I'm not as good at this as he is....  When I told Boyf this, he said "but remember how you have ADHD?" And I started to laugh.

Because I had actually forgotten.