Right off the top, I want to say that I love my darling wife
unreservedly and that we work exceptionally well together. Most of the time.
We have put up wallpaper, painted rooms, fixed cars and
built furniture. We have raised three kids who know how to tie their shoes and
string a coherent sentence together. Most
of the time.
We mesh together like a Swiss timepiece, or like a perfect
musical performance, or like a flaming, knife-throwing, blindfolded, acrobatic
circus act. Until we get into the kitchen. Then the flaming knives end up in
the seats…