After a twenty-three year relationship which included nineteen years of marriage, my wife and I were contemplating breaking up. We constantly fought over what she called “my lack of domestic interest.” I am not and never was a handyman. I actually cringe when something in the house needs repair. Since we live in an 80 year old money pit, I have just had it. I don’t blame her for her animosity toward me, I certainly earned it. Then, I got a brainstorm of an idea to sell the pit and move to one of the fabulous Surrey condos. It saved our marriage and is bringing us bliss.