Yeah, like mine I think your man has issues beyond alcohol.
You sound so impressive to me. You sound like when you get to a home of your very own and close that front door the first night you will feel such relief. Are there kids?
Nope. No kids.
But, your other comment does bring a scene up from Saint Elmo’s fire:
“I woke up in the middle of the night to make myself a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, and it was my kitchen, and it was my apartment, and it was my refrigerator, and it was the best peanut butter and jelly sandwich I had ever had in my entire life.”
Mare Winningham, from St. Elmo’s Fire
1983
Never forgot that line.