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Last week, I was reading my friends blog at Evil Squirrel’s Nest about doing little projects around the house and how sometimes there are other issues that come from them. This made me think about things here at my crib and how we do little projects, etc.
When mom and dad first started dating – many, many, MANY moons ago – she learned really quickly that dad was not mechanically inclined. Of course, she learned this the hard way. You see, she had just gotten her first apartment and she bought a new hand held shower hose for the tub. She asked daddy to exchange it with the current on the wall nozzle. It sounded like a simple project. Where that’s where you would be wrong. Mom went into the front room and was talking on the phone to her dad while daddy exchanged out the nozzles. A few minutes went by and mom heard some noise. No biggy. That’s when dad walked out of the bathroom, into the living room with his hands behind his back. He said there was a problem. Mom told her dad she had to go and daddy showed her what was behind her back. The old nozzle and part of the wall – so much for being such a ‘simple project’. Try explaining that situation to the apartment maintenance guy with a bigger project now. Snorts – LOL
So mom learned early daddy was not the ‘go to’ guy. Where mom on the other hoof was the project master. Years later after they were married, mom got a wild hair that they needed to tile the bathtub area. Mom went out to the local project store, talked with the men, got the supplies and came home telling dad that they were doing this project that weekend – which happened to be the long Thanksgiving holidays. Daddy was scared while mom was it should be easy. And guess what. Mom did it with flying colors and it still stands today. Daddy was shocked that a project came together. Of course it did – mom was in charge – double snorts.
And over the years, mom has initiated other projects that dad has ‘helped’ on with her that have surpassed what dad thought could actually happen.
So my friends here is the question for the day. Are your parents do it themselves project makers or disasters in the making? Do tell and share.