The Room My Father Built
The house came to me in March 2020.
And in about 2021, my husband began to have a relationship with money that I did not understand.
Not spending.
That is what people expect and it was not that.
It was structure.
It was three refinancings in four years.
It was a series of entities — an LLC, then another, then a holding company over both — that he set up and explained to me in a way that was always complete and always left me knowing nothing.
It was the year he stopped telling me numbers and started telling me positions. We’re well placed.