Good morning Everyone!
Yesterday the three of us went out to dinner, and on the way home Kayla was chattering away when she hit the topic of things she didn’t want to have happen when she got old. At the top of her list was having her face wrinkle. Mark explained to her that as life goes on, somehow it prepares you for the next phase of your life so that the things you once dreaded don’t end up seeming like a big deal after all.
In the midst of this discussion, Kayla started to tell us something and then started to talk about our age. After a couple of stumbles, where she started to say that the two of us were young, she finally stopped and said, “You might as well face it – you two are middle-aged.” I told her it was a good thing she hadn’t said that around Christmas time!
I do not think of myself as particularly handy. I can usually handle an electric drill after three false starts – one to figure out how to turn the thing on, one to figure out how to put the drill bit in and one to figure out which way the drill is supposed to be turning – and I can hammer a nail into a piece of wood without hitting a thumb or finger more than every other time but that is where my tool competencies stop. However, even a blind pig can find an acorn now and then, and yesterday was my day.
One of the copiers at work was acting up. It kept thinking we wanted to use the manual feed, which was supposed to be closed, instead of the automatic feed. I decided that even though the manual feed was closed, I would see if I could press it even closer to the copier and hold the manual feed door shut while I encouraged the printer to print – and it worked!
Then I got home to find out that Kayla and Boo had managed to knock a lamp onto the floor, which broke the shade off. Kayla said she couldn’t put it back together. Repair was essential because it was my lamp for my seat in the den, the seat I sit in to cross-stitch, knit and write. I studied it for a minute, took part of the inner workings of the lamp and made a center screw stand a little higher, then used the pole at the bottom of the shade to attach shade and lamp back together again on that central screw – and it worked!
I think I am going to be smart and rest on my laurels for a while, before I assume that my two little repairs yesterday makes me capable of tackling a really big problem, such as replumbing the kitchen sink. None of it is ever as easy as it looks on TV.
Have a great day!