I realized what I was doing with my house. For one, I was tearing down walls. But two, it was an expression of my integration. It was compartmentalizations like most houses. It was a fairly large open plan, with everything just kind of in there. Normally there’s a laundry room, a kitchen, storage, etc, each in its own room. And you go to one, work there, forget everything else, then go to the next room and do your stuff there. That works great especially in a manufacturing environment or when you’re preparing for a world war. But this is my house. So you’ve got a couch, a stove, the washing machine machine, a stereo, all together. There all important parts of an entire life.