As I sit here in silence, on the verge of a primal scream, I fight back the tears, type and wish. My attempt to assemble a bedside table for my daughter has failed. The instructions failed me, and I failed. At the end of the project, as I attempted to slide in the drawers I realized that a main wall was installed upside down. Lovely. Lovely. This will require a great deal of unscrewing and screwing.
So, I stepped away from the project and turned on the computer. In my failure, I have realized three things.
1. I have serious procrastination issues when it comes to writing.
2. I wish I had a power drill.
3. I have an innate ability to fall for men that are not compatible with my life plan.
Three may seem like a big jump from out of the blue. I’ll explain. If I had a husband I’d have a power drill. But wait there’s more! If I had a husband I wouldn’t have to bother my father for every physical labor or “man” task I did not learn growing up. I would not have to have my father escort me to events and be my sole supporter of my career. I would not have to kick around child rearing issues and concerns with him. I love my dad, but I don’t want to be married to him. I’d like a husband of my own. And I feel as if I’ve never had one, because even when I was married, that man was not good at half this stuff. So, why did I marry him? Why did I date any of the men in my past? Why do I fall for men that don’t want what I want? Why?
It’s not like I want something radical. I want a nice family life complete with children, vacations, holidays, etc. It’s pretty standard stuff. My life is way more exciting than my dreams. But why is it so unattainable? I don’t know. And why has this crappy bedside table driven me to this rant? Admittedly I am PMSing. But I am still left on my own with this damn table, and I can’t help but think how things could be different if only….
9 comments:
oh my... i remember a similar situation i went through at the first apartment. I made an attempt to hang new blinds with hand tools. I was going to screw this thing into the wall...only the wall was plaster and in 30 minutes I had no blinds hung and a huge mess. then I cried. I cried b/c i had been dating a guy for many years but even though he COULD do this sort of thing he never did for me. So I called Daddy. And he fixed it with his power tools. But i was thinking I shouldn't have to call daddy anymore.
i know how that feels.
Hey, you know, we have a power drill. Two of them, actually. And two hammers, a rubber mallet, an entire set of hand screwdrivers in varied sizes, a handheld power sander, and a hacksaw.
You could borrow some of this stuff. You know, if you wanted to. I'd loan you my handyman, too, except I'm better at building furniture than he is. So you should borrow me, instead.
No one ever taught me how to use any of this stuff when I was a little kid, either. But I loved the theatre and I couldn't bear to be on stage. So I learned to build sets and hang lights instead.
Have power tools to lend you anytime! :) And a hubby that would be more than happy to help with them too - just for you! Especially as you know that he just adores you and B.
Love,
Pam
I guess I should update that I fixed my mistake armed with my screwdriver. And I have eaten a bag of peanut M&Ms to subdue my PMS. Thanks for all the offers of help, though.
As your own history would suggest... men and tools are often mutually exclusive. Even the possession of tools is no certain indicator that the necessary assembly skills exist.
I recommend getting something in a Dewalt power drill. Even if you never have need of it in the future... guys will be impressed by your excellent choice in tools.
- ND
still i understand what you were getting at... you know that there are people you could ask for help ...but you just wish there was someone there to DO IT...someone who takes care of these things so you don't even have to think about them.
Sa
Thanks for all the advice. But I don't need a Dewalt to impress guys. And I think the complaint was more along the lines of why isn't there a guy with a Dewalt to impress me? Just sayin.
I certainly was not suggesting that getting a power tool was the only way to impress men. I hope that's not how you read that. I'm merely suggesting that men are impressed by power tools. So therefore... women + good quality power tools = impressed men.
Also just sayin'
- ND
Nabor Dan,
I respectfully offer a little advise... just drop the power tools = impressed men line of conversation to avoid digging a bigger hole for yourself. We get what you are just sayin', do you get what Alice is saying?
Sa
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