The guy who’s had to learn how to be a man in his thirties.
Yep, that’s me. I lived with my parents in the comfort of suburbia until I was nineteen; every need was met, every comfort provided. Then I moved to New York City, and then to Los Angeles, where there was always a landlord to handle broken utilities and parties to ignore the fact that I wasn’t getting anywhere fast.
Then I met my wife and became a father. My wife is an extremely capable woman who grew up in the country and knows how to do all the things a man traditionally handles, and by the time my son was born, I realized I knew little to none of it.
I’ve since learned quite a bit, have discovered talents I never knew I had, and decided to share it all on this blog in the event that I might be able to help another guy who finds himself in a similar position turn it around.
As I learn, I share, and hopefully save you the stress of learning the hard way like I have so many times. So. Many. Times.
Thanks for tuning in, and happy reading!