Why can’t he stay tuned?
Men are not static. They are built to move, rise, and return. Tuning is not control. It’s meeting him at design specifications.
Men don’t hold tune on their own. They rise, drift, and return. Maintenance is rhythm. You clear him, not out of duty, but because the house stays tuned through you. You decide when. You keep him close, clear, and aligned.
Men are not static. They are built to move, rise, and return. Tuning is not control. It’s meeting him at design specifications.
When he’s in tune, he can cross continents, close investors, move teams. But when he’s not in tune? He drifts. He aches. He breaks focus.
Tuning is not about his need. Tuning is not about relief. Tuning is about this house. This orbit. This return. That’s why I decide when.
I didn’t fix the marriage with words. I let him land. Not with sex, but with presence. That’s when he came home.
Maintenance isn’t romance. It’s placement. I don’t clear him because I owe him. I clear him because I built this house. And I keep it flowing.