My cat knocked down my curtain rod in the living room. They were hung pretty high to give the illusion of a bigger house (I don't know, I read it in a magazine or something). Any way, I can barely reach the bracket while standing on the back of the sofa. When things like this happen, I usually take advantage of having a tall husband. Well... not an option right now.
I almost left the curtains and rod out so that Dean could put it back up when he got home, but then I asked myself what did I do before him. So then I took a deep breath and tried not to kill my cat who kept playing with the curtains while I was trying to put them back up and failing miserably. Eventually, I got it.
Dean does almost everything faster and better than me, but I can still do almost everything he does it just takes longer and is usually harder for me to do. Tomorrow I have to chop up kindling and when I did it myself years ago (before Dean) I always used cedar because it was so much easier to split, he uses red fir and there is a big difference. What takes Dean 10 minutes to do will probably take me at least 30 minutes to do, that's okay! I can do it and maybe, just maybe, I will appreciate him that much more when he does it.
My problem is that I really do think I can do everything. And as a result, I have been banned from using Charlie's power drill. hehe
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