It's a well known fact that I am not happy when called on to be handy. Since the snow left, Mrs. Fin has been asking when I was going to fix the problem in our back yard. I told her it was at least $1,500 repair, though knowing it was merely a the broken PVC stringer caused by a lame installation of the drain field infrastructure. The higher the perceived cost to repair, the more latitude I have in purchasing other "necessities" as part of the repair budget. And the greater the level of appreciation when I do fix something.
So, for Mother's Day, I decided I would employ my well-hidden and seldom-used handyman skills.
I did all I could to hide that this was less than a half hour fix. A trip to town, a new pair of trapping hip boots, new shovel for the truck, new saw for capping antlers off skulls, and $1.98 of PVC replacement parts, and the job is now complete. Damn place where I normally go for such items (and get shotgun ammo in the process) was out of the 1.25" PVC connectors, or I otherwise could have added some ammo to the cost of fixing this major problem. I did tell her it cost me a dozen arrows (she doesn't nee to know they were already busted) to cordon off the area of repair, so when the archery shop opens on Tuesday, I see a dozen new carbon arrows added to this handyman repair budget.
So, it is with mixed emotions that I am back in the house now, acting completely worn out, feigning a sore lower back, and hinting hard that a DQ Blizzard would probably help take the edge off, all the while pronouncing aloud at every opportunity that this will be my last act of handiness in 2017. I'm happy that Mrs. Fin is pleased with my work and it is good to see her so appreciative that I would do something I find very annoying on this special day for mothers. The mixed part of the emotion is my worry that I may have made this look too easy; that she will not take heed to my proclamation that this is my one annual splurge of handiness, thereby giving her pardon to continue hinting that a man of my handiness could easily fix the sensor in the washing machine.
I draw the line on handiness when it comes to appliances. Appliance repair attempts are known to be the highest cause of divorce among marriages that have made it past the 10th anniversary. Lowe's is not too far out of the way from DQ. Washing machines and Blizzards, coming right up.
So, for Mother's Day, I decided I would employ my well-hidden and seldom-used handyman skills.
I did all I could to hide that this was less than a half hour fix. A trip to town, a new pair of trapping hip boots, new shovel for the truck, new saw for capping antlers off skulls, and $1.98 of PVC replacement parts, and the job is now complete. Damn place where I normally go for such items (and get shotgun ammo in the process) was out of the 1.25" PVC connectors, or I otherwise could have added some ammo to the cost of fixing this major problem. I did tell her it cost me a dozen arrows (she doesn't nee to know they were already busted) to cordon off the area of repair, so when the archery shop opens on Tuesday, I see a dozen new carbon arrows added to this handyman repair budget.
So, it is with mixed emotions that I am back in the house now, acting completely worn out, feigning a sore lower back, and hinting hard that a DQ Blizzard would probably help take the edge off, all the while pronouncing aloud at every opportunity that this will be my last act of handiness in 2017. I'm happy that Mrs. Fin is pleased with my work and it is good to see her so appreciative that I would do something I find very annoying on this special day for mothers. The mixed part of the emotion is my worry that I may have made this look too easy; that she will not take heed to my proclamation that this is my one annual splurge of handiness, thereby giving her pardon to continue hinting that a man of my handiness could easily fix the sensor in the washing machine.
I draw the line on handiness when it comes to appliances. Appliance repair attempts are known to be the highest cause of divorce among marriages that have made it past the 10th anniversary. Lowe's is not too far out of the way from DQ. Washing machines and Blizzards, coming right up.
