Oh

and tomorrow is trash day and I don't want to put out the trash. Or the recycling.

Where is my man that will do all this for me?

Is it bad that one of the major reasons I want a man in my life is to help with the household chores, i.e. bringing out the trash, carrying in the groceries (although it's much better now that I'm not on the third floor with the steepest stairs known to man), cleaning the house, doing the dishes. Ugh I could go on and on.

Not to mention how nice it would be to fall asleep next to someone each night. No offense LaLa, you're a little to small to snuggle sufficiently with:

I'm in one of those moods- can you tell?