My job search hasn’t been going so well, and I was thinking I might do something different for a while, maybe be the caretaker at a big, remote house somewhere. The wife and the kid and I could get away from the crazy, crowded, frustrating world to someplace quiet. I’d get some writing done, we’d be alone with ourselves, the works. It became more idyllic and alluring the longer I thought about it. But then my idea started to sound a little familiar…