As a Sunday ought to be;

puttering around the house and garden; the handy man (my live-in one) getting up on a tall ladder to patch a bit of roof trim, me steadying the ladder and sweating bullets, then a good deal of hacking back dead perennials, taming the morning glory vine...you get the picture.

Maintaining a house is a lot of bloody work. We've talked about selling it all, hopping in one of those deluxe RV's and driving around the country to avoid winter. It sounds like fun except for having to fix meals in a kitchen the size of a loo.

If we did this would we be considered two of these?