Sometimes you just need a man.For things OTHER than the obvious.
Take, for instance, the lattice on top of our fence that blew off and then got eaten by the dog. I could probably, if it were a life and death situation, figure out how to cut a new piece and replace it. But it doesn't seem like something I'd accomplish as easy as my husband could do it.
And....the door trim. It needs to be replaced. I could do it if I had to, but...my height works against me in situations such as this, as does the fact that I have children underfoot constantly....
Most times I love being the wife, the keeper of the slow-cooker and recipes that feed our bellies....the mother, the keeper of the permission slips and maker of lunches.....and the woman, the keeper of the tweezers and the flat iron.
But today, with so many little projects to work on, I'd like to have the strength, the know-how and height of my husband so that I can do these things....
I can use words as weapons, but I can't hold a drill.
I can pump gas and pump up tires but I can't use a tablesaw.
I can pull out splinters like nobody's business, but can't cut baseboard trim....
I understand why families are made out of a man and a woman. But when I haven't got a man here most times, it becomes very burdensome and mentally exhausting to a lone woman...
I'm going to do something...what? I haven't got that part figured out just yet.
Thanks for checking in.
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