Power to the house elf!-Jamie

On Sunday I felt frustrated because there is an obvious amount of busy work for a single person to complete just to survive these days. Not only did I need another person around to help with laundry duties, I couldn’t even put my own bracelet on. I had to take the bracelet to church and ask someone to put it on my left wrist before church began. Then I had to leave it on until Monday afternoon when I got home and Liz took it off for me.
I didn’t want the whole week to be as busy and obviously full of little single nuances. So I packed my entire week of lunch on Sunday night and took it to school and put it in the faculty fridge. Everything was portioned out and healthy and yummy. But what’s the use? Since the power went out at school today I couldn’t heat my lunch and the food is now warm and bad. The power went out at 9:30am and was still off when I left at 3:30. I’ll have to throw all that food away! I can’t believe the single frustrations are going to continue like this. No matter how well I prepare, or I try, there are things I just can’t be successful at.
I am thankful to have a great friend and roommate who helped with part of the frustrations. Last week I didn’t clean my room or fold clothes for 6 straight days. I was imagining the benefits of a house elf (from Harry Potter) who would take care of the survival part of my psyche. Today I got a great surprise from Liz, who is better than an elf because she laughs at my jokes and goes on ridiculously long walks with me. I left for work at 6:45 this morning and got home at 9:30pm. First, I noticed all my mail staked in a nice pile on the table. Then I noticed the vacuum marks on my bedroom floor, oh there is nothing better than a clean carpet to sit on! Last, I noticed the sparkling clean white tile in the bathroom shower. REALLY! Liz had cleaned and prepared a nice apt #6! Thanks!
Now I am going to sleep (later than I wanted) and I have my skirt and white button down shirt in a pile near my closet. I know I should have folded them before I got in the shower, or even after the shower, or even before getting in bed. Oh well, I survive somehow, even if it’s not the most ideal single situation. The clothes will have to be folded in the morning.
THANKS LIZ!