Dixie Chick lyrics played on my internal iPod as Clint completed the demo, tearing down walls to continue our kitchen remodel. As the song goes, we need room to make some mistakes: in our house remodel, in our first year of marriage, in our lives generally. Clint installed a support beam, then tore down all of the shoring. During this process, I reminded myself that I am married to a structural engineer before vocalizing doubt about the plan. Thankfully, our house, marriage, and lives are quite intact.
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