well, I should clarify: the major remodels and designs were all mine. he is an engineer, but not that kind of an engineer - cannot visualize remodel or construction - not even from a plan, which is strange to me, but whatevs ...

He worked as a construction apprentice, so is very handy when it comes to repairs, though, and he and my dad would tinker with cars all the time.

he is also an amazing guitarist, but wouldn't change the key in a song to match my range - couldn't understand that just because I can hit the high note in the Ave Maria does not mean I can hit that note in a rock song as well - different styles. Thought I was lying about my 3 1/2 octave range, or something. I dunno. I prefer to not think about it as it only makes me sad. Glad I'm out. Who needs to live like that?

M 20+ T25+
S ~15.5 (BD)
BD 4/6/15
D 12/23/16

"Someone I loved once gave me
A box full of darkness.
It took me years to understand,
That this too, was a gift."
~ Mary Oliver