This morning Greg and I were snuggling on the couch and he tells me “I’m going to go live in the backyard soon.” Which was totally unrelated to our conversation. I was puzzled, too, because it is winter and not really the best time of year to be in the elements. I asked him how he was going to deal with the cold and without batting an eye, he launched into a description of how he was going to put solar panels on the roof for electricity and use a rain barrel to catch water for his bathing needs. I wasn’t sure whether to laugh or to ask him how he planned to cook his meals. I am imagining a little cottage made from one of those sheds you see everywhere in our neighborhood (older houses lack storage, naturally) with rain gutters and solar panels on top and I am still giggling over it.