marriage has made me weak. as a single girl, i was on my own. i'd face a challenge head on and not back down until i completed the task. i would look at the challenge from all points of view, using different techniques and flexing different muscles. now that i'm married that has all changed. i give it one go and if the lid on that jar doesn't budge, i immediately hand it to jason. why work up a sweat when i have a machine-like-jar-opener standing right next to me?