So there is some forward progress in my bedroom. My brother Frankie came down yesterday and did some demolition and some insulating. My Frankie and Billy did some too. So when I got home from work my boys wanted to show me their progress. I mentioned I might want to change how the door opens. I felt if it opened toward the closet as opposed to the rest of the room, I'd have more privacy.
Frankie was completely preplexed. He shook his head. "What does a 50 year old woman need privacy for?"
"I'm only 47! Bastid!"