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At 30 I was successful in everything I did except relationships; I did date but rarely got passed a first date. I wasn't told I'm too boring, so my sexual relief was mostly hookers or drunk women. Bored with my career path I saw a chance to boost my wealth by buying old buildings and renovating them before selling them. Not houses, old warehouses, workshops and old office buildings passed their prime. Usually in underdeveloped areas of the city. Which meant I got them cheaper. I'd done several and had picked up quite a bit of skill so I could do more of the early work. Deciding to live on site and thus buying an old Caravan. It wasn't top of the line even when new, basic at best, but it was weatherproof and easy to maintain. Shortly after moving on to my latest project and just turn 34, I was more focused on my redevelopment then dating. My project this time was an old printer's building two stories and a large storage area at the rear. Where I parked my caravan and would turn it into car parking for the building when finished. Off street parking was in high demand especially in the area the building was located, it was rare for buildings to have off street parking around my new project. It would be a major selling point when finished. My living on site was noted by the locals, I stripped out everything quickly nothing worth saving. I hired builders to flesh out the building, with insulation, electrical and all plumbing installed once completed onto the final phase. All I'd to do was to decorate the building before selling it. I hired a designer 30 to oversee the final phrase and as usual hired someone. Most large firms were too busy or too far away to manage what they saw as a small project. I came across a single designer who was trying to start her own business, I was just her second customer. Her bread and butter was to be house renovations. But a low demand meant she was struggling a case of bad timing on her part; in my case it was perfect timing. I was her only client and so got her full attention, her other job had only taken two days. She'd another problem couldn't afford her rental, so sleeping in her car became a necessity. Seeing my future car park, she asked could she park her there. I agreed and seeing her car full of her belongings, I offered the use my caravan second bed, bed is a bit of a stretch. It was a padded bench, for use by a child as a bed when the caravan was built. But she could stretch out at least more than she could do in her car. A week later no problems between us, I was relaxing more and more as the project neared completion. I decided to ask her out on a date, no real expectations, even if she accepted. But we'd a good time several more dates followed and finally sleeping together. With the end of the project, we were in a relationship. I moved to my new project site she came along as well, now we were lovers and team you could say. She helped with the prep work cleaning out the building and tried to get other work for herself, but demand was still very low. But at least she had a large job to show off her work. My previous was sold within two days of its listing. It got rave reviews including its decor, so she had standing and not an unknown anymore. As time passed, we decided to marry and did so before starting the final phrase. I'd already found my next project, buying an old warehouse building, it was too small for being a warehouse these days and right next door was an old shop with its own apartment above also for sale. My now wife saw it as a perfect home business site for us. She told me about her vision for it, and I saw as well, so I bought it. With fit of stage still ongoing she concentrated on our future home. It was finished before we started the final phrase it mainly only needed updating and rewiring and replacing the plumbing. With it finished, we sold the old caravan, and we also hired two staff a senior and junior both female. To support our two businesses, main reason my wife was pregnant. The junior was to all the running around when my wife was too heavily pregnant, the senior to man the office. My wife business started to pick up mainly because she had an office, customers prefer to hire people who have an office more than someone moving around all the time. With us starting on the building next door and having got a good reputation for renovations. Potential customers started early enquires about my new projects, often visiting the site, having an office next door was a bonus. By the time project was finished we had hired three more staff one woman for assisting my wife and two men to assist me. The men help me clean out new purchases and assisted my wife with fetch and carry as she was heavily pregnant. Now years later I've two children another on the way, out business have grown, and we employ 8 staff who work for us both, as we've joined our businesses. Mainly because our client thought we were one business anyway. Still the perfect team however, my wife always has her out for the next project. Seeing possible projects and alerting me to them. Marrying my wife was the smartest thing I've ever done.
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