So this is what I came home to this morning out doing chores. Maria is beaming from ear to ear and Joe the Tile Man did show up and is busy laying plywood. Now, she wants him to do the bathroom as well. It seems to me he is removing his arm from her shoulder, pretty cozy for a tile man and an artist. I suppose he is an artist.

But I am not a small man, I am trying to be a big man and I am the trusting, not the jealous type. Maria is free to be pals with anyone she wants, and Joe is an awfully nice and competent guy. I wonder if he washes dishes well?

Maria is happy too, her ugly kitchen floor is already covered up with plywood,