A Paradox

I had one of my mates come over today and help me cut down some trees in my yard. This mate of mine is a handy man supreme... whereas I on the other hand... well lets just say I'm a disaster! Today made me think (yes, its true... occasionally I do venture into thinking :)

Isn't it interesting how life's greatest blessings... and greatest troubles come from others. Life would be so easy if there weren't others to deal with... but then life would be too difficult with others.
Quite a paradox isn't it.

What is your take on this paradox?