Today my father (bless him) helped me start putting up the big new cupboard we bought for all our clothes and most of Jay’s.
Apartment was even more of a Mess, though, while we started working. I had to throw out the old cupboard and put all our clothes into room 2, which is already a messy store for pretty much everything from our previous lives which we haven’t been able to sort, give away or throw out yet.
But my father came over to help. At age 71. I want to be a father like that.