Home Sings Me Of Sweet Things
Entry 1 9:11 a.m. The blissful memories of raising our children in the big craftsman back in the day still hangs in my mind. On the other hand, giving the house up to live in California felt right and still feels right, given the way Home? life has gone. I don't know what doors would have opened, and what doors I might have closed forever, making that decision, but I know to my core it was the right one. That said, Jenny and I are tired of being renters, and I want her to be comfortable in her own home. We have managed to save lots of money--strangely even more since the affair was found out. I am watching finances, and they aren't in hotels 2x a month on our dime aren't out at restaurants, nor secretly traveling together for 5 day get-a-ways to Las Vegas, or elsewhere. And yes, despite all that, despite the fact that she won't let go of that, and that I sleep on the couch, I want out of this rental and back in a home of our own. Today we bid ...