I think you should think up some jail numbers for Mr. Alice to go with his striped suit. LOL! I am glad you didn’t get offended. It was just through some personal experience with a friend whose husband did that. He wasn’t being cruel either. She had gone through some recent major losses and he panicked.. thinking “lost” was better than “deceased”. Like a kid telling a fib, it took on a life of its own and he felt he couldn’t back out of the fib. She forgave him, understood and everything is okee dokee.
For “insight” today, I sat on my kitchen floor and thought “If I was a snake, where would I go?” Well, girl... the list is endless. Every little nook, cranny, small hole... there are so many places. That was just ONE room so the possibilities are endless. I think your husband is absolutely right on this one. Alice will come on out when Alice is ready. Hugs, Mom
Kinda like “Fluffy went to live on a farm in New Hampshire”?
Nah.
Not here.
;D
You probably have a *normal* house built when building codes existed.
Imagine trying to imagine all the possibilities when there were no building codes, “construction materials” were whatever you could chop down or drag home and the place has been ‘patched up’ so many times it’s more like a quilt than a house.
[the smokehouse door latch was ‘repaired’ using a very old Carling’s Black Label beer can pounded flat by somebody in the past]
*That* is my seriously abnormal “normal”.