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lol, that is somewhat how I feel about learning social skills, but I do know that they are needed to some extent, as I have a lot of difficulty speaking with my boyfriend and explaining things, as well as maintaining any interest in how his day was, etc. It's not that I don't care, it's just that I don't express it as such, in ways that he is used to, in ways that he looks for. That is the only thing I'd really really like to change a little bit, I just don't know how.

As far as organization, lol, it's so sad. I have paper plates, but forget to use them, and all of my dishes were bought for me by someone else, don't think the idea of throwing all of them away hasn't been tempting, lol, but it just doesn't feel right.

My main problem is organizing an entire household. Individual rooms I do alright with, but as I organize one room, the pile moves to another, lol, and then when I organize that room, it goes to another. It keeps going on and on, a never ending cycle, as I never know what to actually get rid of and what to keep. Some things I KNOW I never use, but I keep them anyway, lol, because I *might* use them some day, as they were once due to a strong interest and my interests shift fairly rapidly, so I always feel as soon as I get rid of one thing, I'll need it again, lol. I'm an absolute mess XD I have piles of paper, boxes full of random stuff-I don't even know what is in half of them, but I keep them anyway, as one day I'll think of one of the things I need and it will be in them... lol.

I have lists of where I put my lists, and post it notes telling me where I put those... and I still manage to lose them in the piles of paper. It is absolutely ridiculous-I never remember my doctor's appointments, even though I write them on a dry erase board, on notebooks, on post it notes, etc.

I oddly like to clean other people's houses as well. I just never could keep up with my own. Probably because it is easier to look at what someone else is clearing out and help determine what is junk and what isn't. In all honesty, 90% of my house is full of junk that I really don't need, and it's taking up space that I could be using to put things that I really do need. I just need someone to tell me what I need and what I don't, lol.

I can certainly relate!



WOW, I'm going to have to invite you over sometime! Do your kids take after you in that?

rofl, unsure as of yet. I have a bit of a struggle when it comes to getting them to clean up their own rooms, but if I have specific things I ask them to do, they usually do it very willingly if I make it like a game to see who can help mommy out the most, lol.

I can hand Libby just about anything and she will throw it away if I ask her to with a big smile ^^ and she tries to sweep the floor like she sees me doing. She asks to help me with laundry, but I won't let her go downstairs since my spider bite (which still looks AWFUL, btw).

Zack on the other hand just looks at me, lol. I get this look of death almost from him, a horrible glare when I ask him to do things for me on some days. I usually giggle, because it's so funny looking, and I remember doing the same to my mom on many an occasion. I should probably stop laughing when he does that, lol.

nobodyzdream,

I like the way you write, etc... But, if you didn't get it, I was basically joking that I could invite you and the kids over to clean my house. Of course, if I did invite you over, it would be as a friend, and not to do that.

lol, sorry XD yeah, I caught that, I just didn't respond as explaining seemed to be the route to go for some reason o.O lol.

I do that a lot.

Well sure, heck, I'd come help ya clean, lol.

I wouldn't mind someone to help me with my lack of motivation and push me to do things, ignoring my irritability when doing so. That's the problem - ppl don't like to get me irritable or annoyed, so they let me just sit there doing nothing.

It's the same with waking me up. I can be so angry with whoever wakes me up, but after an hour or so of complete silence and bad-mood-face, I'm happy that I'm awake so I can do the things I want to do. I need someone who doesn't care if I call them everything under the sun when they make me do things.

I would like someone to throw a ladder to me in this hole that I am in.

Someone to help me with all this legal crap. I would like someone who can go to court with me and explain to the judge why I yell when he says stupid intolerable things. I would like someone who would hold my hand while I'm having a melt down and remind me that this is the bottom of the hole that I am in, not the top of the hole looking down. I want someone to go to court with me and hold my hand while I think hateful death thoughts and remind me that I need to use my inside voice for that. LOL.

Someone to help me through this time when I am so incredibly lonely because my son was my best friend. Someone to make me not feel so pathetic because I did everything with my son.

Someone to clean out my sewing room and transfer it to the office because looking at the sewing room right now makes me feel completely overwhelmed and I don't know where to start.

No, I'm not missing anything....
I threw the question out, and people get to reply.
I put no judgement on the man or his business.
Personally I think that many of us could use a bit of a brush-up & polish-up.
It's all fine and dandy to live in a messy house, be as eccentric as you like, and thumb yer nose at the world. IF you want to be a social hermit.
BUT I keep reading heart-breaking posts on this forum regarding VERY lonely ASpies .....

Lady Macbeth,

That is the most common human condition. everyone coming into Boot Camp has it. It only takes six weeks to change that forever.

No one wants to become the best they can be, not enough to do it for themselves, but they will sign away all rights to several years of their life, and let someone else use them fully, and even send them to their death.

Few can educate themselves without a University, work without finding an employer, they are a pathetic lot.

It takes a certain amount of motivation, getting them dressed, clean, standing in formation to watch the glory of the sun rise, with the wind from a Sergent's mouth blowing in their face, telling them they will be very lucky to live through the day, and they are fully unworthy to share the planet with humans.

It is not a matter of building soldiers, it is destroying the civilian, and letting their true self come through. It takes a while, but about the part where I am teaching them to kill with a knife, the giggling stops, and they start paying attention. Two men with knives, and at least one will die, 10% will be a tie, both die, half the winners are seriously injured.

It is a great life. School is day care, from nappys to khaki in six weeks.

I quit the killing business, but have long thought to open a Remedial Human School. Your family, school, church, friends, relatives, neighbors, have created a mess in producing you. If humans were cars there would be endless recalls and class action suits, The product is defective and in need of a complete overhaul, as it comes from the factory.

Boeing makes planes the same, their pilots fly them to a field, new, and they are taken apart, and put together right, before any airline would use them.

Killing people is not the only reason to get squared away. Sit in your desk, and behave, is not a good way to raise apes who spent millions of years covering twenty miles a day and learning a map of a large area. Humans exibit the same behavior that caged animals in the zoo do, they have Cage Syndrom.

A ninety day camping trip, covering a few thousand miles, and the apes that survive, can survive. Square them away at a camp for a month, then march then from the Tropics to the Arctic. We have a trail that goes through one long mountain range. No one lives out there but bears and mountain lions.

It is just long enough for them to forget everything in their past, and be busy learning, to survive day by day. The food they eat burns, fluids flow through the body, they know the feeling of health for the first time in their lives.

Next food drop, two hundred miles.

Thanks for the feedback.
This chap seemed quite sincere in helping people on the spectrum.