Time to start writing in second person. After all this could be you!
You aren't, I'm sorry to say (especially sorry since you is me, or you is I or you are I or I am you), the neatest person in the world. You make the most of living alone, which means you live in squalor unless someone is coming over. That's dangerous as you get older. You may lose the ability to hide the squalor on occasions requiring that you hide it.
In fact, just a couple of days after your retirement, you finally got around to registering your brain on the Healthy Brain Registry, which involved answering a lot of questions. One set was on EXECUTIVE FUNCTIONING; ORGANIZATION and whether compared to 10 years ago there has been any change in your keeping living ans work space organized, balancing the checkbook without error, keeping financial records organized. What could you say when given a choice of "Better or no change/Questionable/occasionally worse/Consistently a little worse/Consistently much worse/and I don't know"? You haven't gotten any worse because how could you? You're still able to hide it when someone is coming over. Now the big task is getting the piles out of the storage boxes once "company" has left. The man in your life doesn't notice a mess, and even though you're grateful for that, you know it also means that you don't hide nearly enough when he's due at the door!
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