December 15, 2022
I remember how proud I was when I installed some drapes in my first apartment a million years ago. After I met Peter, he became my in-house-handyman, and I barely lifted a hammer for our fifty-six years together.
Now, I try to do everything that doesn’t require a professional. Imagine my pride the other evening when my Internet disappeared. I turned off the computer and turned it back on. That didn’t work. Then I asked Google. First suggestion: Reboot the modem. End of problem.
The next morning, I attacked my not-printing-printer. I fiddled around with it, figured out the paper tray was jammed, unjammed it and lo and behold, the printer printed. On a roll, I decided to try to re-attach a bit of veneer that had come off the front of a beautiful chest that was my mother’s. The jury is still out on whether that was a success.
There is more on my to-do list, but…
I decided to quit while I was ahead.
Judy: You inspire me! Your humor lifts my day! Keep up the great work.
Posted by: Paul Albert | December 15, 2022 at 12:44 PM
I remember the joy and feeling of satisfaction the first time I successfully bled a radiator all by myself!
Posted by: Anne Brew | December 15, 2022 at 06:34 PM
I also see myself as a handywoman for my husband lacks these skills, however how did you know how to reboot your modem? Did you ask goggle?
Posted by: Renata Selig | December 18, 2022 at 05:05 PM