I'm home. After a long few weeks on the road I am finally home. And the worst thing that could happen to me has happened. I am bored. So bored in fact, I have accepted an invitation to a flea market in which, I quickly changed my mind and declined. Why I declined ties into the title of my post. But first, to help you better understand, I am going to throw some background at you. I, like most people who rent, have a roommate. I have known this person for over decade. We are comfortable around each other. We share similar taste in things. We are both responsible human beings.