We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
You don't understand the prosperous Connecticut mentality, this is a house for appearances. The owners don't really cook or entertain in the kitchen, it merely must have stately lines. We eat out, especially in the City, and we so must travel throughout the year. Heavens, there are so many fine caterers who can bring in just the loveliest spreads on short notice, and the property has no guest house for a cook.