ABSTRACT
At this critical moment, my wife made a family policy for me: If I wanted to try making a little money, it had to be done inside our own house. So I made up my mind to give up experimenting outside my home. The only feasible way out was to stay at home and be a "tail" of my wife—not for only a short time, but every day of the 365-day year. To use my wife's words, the best solution was to suppose myself a "fish" and dive into her "swimming pool." Whatever we-want to do, talking with our lips is easy; but when we actually start with our hands, many, many problems appear. So, could I perform something in my wife's "pond"? It was an unknown factor.
