If you hear by the grapevine that I have remarried, you can be sure it wasn’t for love.
It was for the house.
I married for love the first time, and since then, I have come to fully appreciate that we are all gifted differently.
The husband’s skill set didn’t come with a tool set, and there’s no point buying one now.
I fondly remember the day our long-ago neighbor called to see if he could borrow on…
