Unlock the tool box
When you have a house, things fall apart. Small moments that require intervention. And, over the last few years I have had to step aside from the role of trying to figure out what can be fixed and what can’t. Happily, and easily my replacement is doing a wonderful job. A lot of it goes back to the first time we dealt with the hurricane and I have this visible memory of being on my hands and knees, on the deck, the next day, while the damages were repaired. I was keeping a watchful eye. Not much else. Too afraid to approach the edge because I knew that gravity was an enemy. And with that there’s been a change in roles here in the house. Things do need to be repaired. We have not had to cut down any trees but that is probably next. Our garden beds have been removed with the helpful neighbour. When the satellite dish came I left it to herself to design and implement a mounting system. Working well. Most recently, the sump pump decided that it would run but not stop. A small plastic what you may call it this seems to have gone away. And so, she went to the hardware store and purchase the pieces she needed to jury rig solution. If this continues, I am going to ask the university to enroll her in engineering and give her a diploma because that’s how it works. I think. My math skills were insufficient to ever be an engineering student so I’m guessing at this one. I am relieved to know that the sump pump is now back under control. And I can only wonder what will be next. I must note that she also learned how to replace electrical switches and odd fixtures. Sooner or later there will be other challenges and I will again step aside and let herself take care of it. Yes, I think this is a wonderful improvement. The natural progression.
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