Last night, Mom looks at me and says, "you need to get married. or live with somebody."
Really, she was talking about how I can get pretty ditzy about normal, everyday things like, leaving my lights on, or leaving the toaster oven on, or not using the simplest answer, and I really need someone to look after me who's not an engineer, like a husband or a competent, non-engineer roommate. But it disturbed me.
So now, I'm taking applications for a live-in partner. Not to replace my Roomie, but more to ride around in my car and follow me around to make sure I do things right, and live on my extra mattress under the bed. Direct applications to me, indicate competency levels.