I gotta tell you guys, sharin' a house with a wife is, well you gets what you gets. My wife and I live in her house on one corner of the court and I own the house on the opposite corner.
Now, the term 'live in' means I get to use the facilities, but I keep all my shit at my house, except for a few artifacts... So when 'she' wants to remodel the bathroom, I just say, "yes dear, do you know what you want?" That's known as 'buying time' as there's at least a years' worth of research before she makes up her mind (plenty of time to work on the speedster)
Then once her mind is set, I get out my tools (down Ron)and ask where she wants me to start, that usually throws enough fear in her to hire a professional (more time for me) and then we get to be on the professional's time table (way more time for me and the speedster).
Then the joyous day comes, when the contractor has his hand out for the payday, hmmm, your house your money, my house my money...
Ten, maybe twelve years now, longest and best relationship I've ever had with a woman.
I am buying the new stove for her house's new kitchen, and I will be building the new cabinets, but I see it this way; more credits when time comes to work on my projects... (house or speedsterzzz)