I moved into my new home in late 1970.
I had just bought my first home in 1970, and it had a pool in the basement.
I was in my 30s and hadn’t really spent much time at home.
I didn’t want to live in a place where I could get mugged, where someone could take my stuff and put it on the curb for me.
I decided to renovating my home in my mid-40s.
It was in the process of being renovated, so I decided that the only thing I wanted was for my living room to be completely restored.
I called the home improvement store and told them that I wanted to have it completely rebuilt and repainted.
They were so impressed that they said they would be interested in doing a complete renovation of the home.
That’s when I knew I was on to something.
It took about four weeks, but I got everything done and it was just perfect.
The renovations were a breeze.
It looked great when I finished them, and my friends who lived there loved it.
But I knew what I had to do next.
After all, I had spent my entire life working in a very small business, and there was no way I could afford to do anything else.