This ole house lets in the rain, This ole house lets in the cold
Or, that house he was insisting on renovating himself for years and years and years in the middle of nowhere to the neglect of wife and family's actual needs was a honking great metaphor for the state of their relationship, no?
We’d been living abroad, very rurally, for nine years, doing up a house: During our relationship, I kept trying to convince my husband that we should move to a town, but he was adamant we couldn’t afford it. That had been dragging on for years, with him insisting on doing the renovation work himself. Eventually I cracked, moved into town and enrolled the kids (one of whom I think has special educational needs) in schools.
And: not entirely surprise twist: 'he wants to move in with us again at some point, to keep the family together'.
Salt across the doorsills, garlic nailed to the windows, motion-sensitive holy water sprinklers... Keep him out.
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