Aibu or is anyone else sick as fuck of watching shows about men setting up idyllic lives in the country/ in Costa Rica/ in a shepherds hut etc ....
After divorcing their wife and leaving her to raise the children?
I’ve seen so many of these shows. A man weaves a beautiful home out of banana leaves on a Welsh mountain. Everything is so perfectly perfect. Even the door handles are sympathetic to the landscape. Sadly the kids didn’t quite fit with the vision. How do these men get so much time and money to build this stuff . Is there a counter ex wife , knee deep in plastic crap and peeling jam sandwiches off the carpet, for each and every one of these hobbit home dwellers?