Airos All alone I have cried, silent tears full of pride.
Boxes are omnipresent (mostly stuffed in closets), rooms are in disarray. Stage one: A place for EVERYTHING, and everything in it’s place. Stage two: unleash the decorating machine that I am and decorate the place, as I see fit (and money permits). No Wife = No consulting, No compromising. Oh do I have visions bouncing around in my head. This is going to be fun. When I am done I will have a home.
It’s a race too, because I want a bigger happier family and that means a new women, with her ideas.