She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it).
I am a bad planner, and my friends would vouch for it.
It is fair to say that I am generally very bad at keeping in touch - with everyone. When I read a text, my brain seems to think that I have replied to it, and so I am often genuinely surprised when people tell me I haven't.
I'm the kind of guy who can't keep a plant alive for a week, let alone a relationship.
I've forgotten more about bad putting than all the lousy putters in the firmament combined. My mind has been twisted into an incurable, disturbing venue of bad speed and inadequate line. I just want to go out and not feel like I'm putting a Rubik's Cube with a flimsy piece of rope.
I only finish probably one out of every ten things I start. I give up all the time.
I don't listen well at all. I don't take direction well at all. I have to admit that is my main fault.
I'm not a good storm-outer... because I forget stuff.
