When to place daughters

Placement is not control. It is return. Let her run wild. Let her dance. She will know when. You will know when.

Why I decide when

Timing is not about his need. Timing is not about relief. Timing is about this house. This orbit. This return. That’s why I decide when.

Why I tune my man

I share my house with a man. My space. My rhythm. My bed. And because I want no drama — I tune him.

How I tune my man — in a real house. With real kids. In real time.

I don’t manage outcomes. I manage inputs. He doesn’t wonder what I want. He doesn’t guess what I need. I place him. I clear him. Always.

Maintenance is not sex

Maintenance isn’t romance. It’s placement. I don’t clear him because I owe him. I clear him because I built this house. And I keep it flowing.