“If a man will not work, he shall not eat.” 2 Thessalonians 3:11
Throughout the years we have moved to where the “work was” building new homes and an occasional commercial structure but the last decade the work seemed to dwindle leaving us to remodel and creating outdoor structures etc. Between the shift in available work (remember we are in Cali so the red tape of contracting has its own set of headaches), and the wear and tear on my man’s body we have crossed over the divide from the self-employed contractor to the retired. For the record, he isn’t going quietly. Once a workaholic always a workaholic. They may sit with you through your coffee and toast, but are never fully in the present. This is something I’ve had to learn. Funny thing is, it’s not personal, its business. Why did I ever think that would change?
I am learning new things about my husband everyday, the first one being, he is INTENSE! My oh my is he intense! I never ever thought this about him but now that I see him more often and observe him when his wheels are turning l-o-n-g p-a-u-s-e ~
Lately he has been making wooden treasures for our Nature Table and Sam’s room and have decided to share and see what happens at some of the local craft fairs, time will tell. Right now the creative juices are flowing and Big Daddy seems to have found his niche in this whole new world.