Building a House With the One You Love
When you build a house you get to choose stuff
Light fixtures, countertops, outlet covers,
How many windows go in the living room.
We have built three houses, my husband and I.
Always a super challenge as
We notoriously argue about almost every little thing.
Do you like this? No. I hate it.
What about that?
Gag me with a fork.
It is a miracle when we agree on a counter top, or a sink.
I let him have a toilet he wanted once.
We build in baby steps.
More arguments, loud, ridiculous.
By the time we are finished, my husband is exhausted
And I am triumphant
Because I am the mean one.
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