"I lived in the house that I envisioned in my mind after I got it the way that I wanted it, not in the house as it was when we bought it," she said of the flawed 50-year old inanimate object that "needed work" that they bought in 1990.
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In 1984 she had seen a flawed, run-down, animate object, a sickly, skinny young man in bell bottom blue jeans in the work elevator on a Saturday and, when they exited in the lobby, asked her girl friend "Who was that?" When told his name she pronounced, "I'm going to marry that man."
Not the man that he was; the man she created in her mind after she had done with fixing him up.
But the animate object was too hard a wood for her tools to work. He had wanted to be loved for who he was. They had two children, but the marriage lasted 13 years. She still lives in the house.
