A Jumping Off Place

I cannot remember the last time I saw a blueprint. Wait! It was thirteen years ago When we built our third house And somehow again neglected to kill each other. Weird for two people who cannot agree on a TV show. We changed the plans daily sometimes. The builder looked like he was going to cry When I made him tear out an entire wall and move it so we could get a small table into the kitchen. My husband had moved it the additional three feet three days earlier, so his office would be bigger. My husband and I both consider a blue print merely a jumping off place.