I didn’t need a real secretary, but as my business grew I added a decent calendar app to my phone to keep track of my jobs and remind me when one was coming up. I also opened a bank account, hoping to see it grow quickly. It didn’t. It took time, and there were days when I would stare at my phone, willing it to ring—and a couple of days when I was racing from job to job, which didn’t bother me at all.
On the home front, things were progressing as well. We got into a routine where I cooked and Trent did the dishes, I vacuumed while he dusted, I did the laundry, he made the beds. The usual roommate type stuff although there was more to it, given our past history.
When a friend of his called, inviting him to a party, I agreed to go with him—and be social. Not my thing and we both knew it, b
