It's funny this thread popped up today. Earlier today, Deb and I were driving around looking at houses. We saw a lady chipping rust off and old trailer while two guys were sitting in lawn chairs sipping beer and watching her. I thought about trading in then!
I brought Debbie out of the swamps of the Suwannee River, so she didn't think anything about doing a little work, she had her whole life. Now that she has been exposed to the metropolitan life, I told her the other day she is starting to turn into a little "princess", and that I'd have to go back to the swamp to find another girl that isn't spoiled. When I first met her, she thought a jon boat that didn't leak was the greatest thing she ever saw, now days, I brought home a Donzi Minx, and she proclaimed she "wasn't riding in that little POS!" Go figgure.