Consequently, I don't think I'm very good at living by myself. I miss having other people hanging out in the house. It may drive Darby crazy when the kids wake up at night, but I actually often like it because it's a great reminder that there are people out there who love me and want me to be near them.

But actually, where I am worst at living by myself is that in the past it has turned me into a complete loser. It's like its such a rare occurance that I decide to take a vacation from being at all civilized. Darby thinks I'm a slob when she's around, but in honesty she should see me when she's not around. In truth, I do work very hard to not horrify her. When I change my clothes, I simply drop them wherever I may be, on the floor. I leave dishes all around. I don't wake up on time. I play too many video games. It's pretty depressing.

In this time, I'm trying to prove I don't have to be this way. So far, so good. I've woken up at 8.30 am, already exercised, did work I had to finish, put dishes in the sink, and put all my clothes away. Hopefully I can continue on with these basic life skills.