47 years of living ths way is so like "normal"?

Can anyone relate?

Admittedly, life has been super hell. Always an adventure.

It's so like I expect others to do their job at this point.

I do mine, so they like need to do theirs like they've always done.

Sometimes one of us goes cavalier and then we find ourselves like married or something like nutz. Is that like cray cray?

We try to make it work, but...

I feel like we've (some) accepted that this is the way it is.

I can't imagine anything different.