When it comes to choosing what to do each day for my life list, I try to err on the side of things that are fun, new or in some way enjoyable. Once in a while, though, I feel compelled to step into the arena of personal growth. This is one of those times.
Yes, today I used a power tool - a drill to be specific (well, actually just the screwdriver part).
This is another one of those things, like grilling, that I always get someone else to do for me. I happen to own tools. Some I inherited from my son's dad, others my son got as gifts. Which is why I've been able to avoid it all this time: even after we divorced, my ex would still do all the manly work around my house (good-naturedly grumbling that if he didn't get the man-of-the-house "perks" anymore, how come he still got the chores?), and when he died, my son was old enough to take over.
But lately - even though I've offered to pay cold hard cash - I can't get Danny to handle the jobs requiring power tools. That left me with two options: 1) get married again (preferably in the next day or so because I could really use some hooks hung) or, 2) do it myself.
My first job: screw in a hook that I couldn't do by hand (and Lord knows I tried...I nearly got a blister).
I'll be honest: there was much grumbling and swearing and carrying on as I attempted to figure out the drill, technology of any sort not being my forte - but in the end, I prevailed.
Here was the hook before (using the regular screw driver):
Here it is now:
As it turns out, I'm a regular Rosie the Riveter. And now that I have the hang of it, I do believe I'll try putting up those window blinds - although I'm sure the neighbors will miss the nightly Jill & Danny show when I do.