Monday, April 6, 2009

You can't tame a wild thing

Today is day one of my adventures in cohabitation and domestication.
Up until now, I've basically lived like a bachelor, or a 12-year-old boy cooking for himself. I made pasta, frozen pizza, frozen taquitos, frozen chicken nuggets and salad out of the bag.

I can't really:
* cook
* clean
* garden
* sew

It's not that people haven't tried to teach me. My parents have told me that as a child, I wouldn't try anything unless I thought I could master it. So now, having left my career to move in with my boyfriend during the worst recession since the Depression, I'm going to learn how to be a housegirlfriend and hopefully, document my trials and tribulations here.

Wish me luck! I'll need it. I'm basically a feral cat right now.

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