Ghostwriter
I am in a funk. Everything in the house seems to need some minor repair and I am getting the message to “do it yourself”. Oh how I wish I could do it myself. I cannot reach it. Even on a stool my arms are not long enough. So I move things, unplug things detach things and then they come in and say why did you do this?
“Because you told me to do it myself. The first thing I have to do it out so I can see it and work on it.”
“Why can’t you just reach behind.”
“I am only this tall. My arms are only this long. I am trying to do the best I can with who I am.”
“Well you have made a big mess.”
So I called a repair man and had him come and take care of the three most pressing things and handed the bills to the men of the house. It is now very quiet. No one is speaking. I think I am going to try and enjoy the quiet.
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Are you having a successful day?
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Yes
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No
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That happens to all of us in life unfortunately.
I have no choice in my apartment it is only me so if something minor occurs and I can fix it I do. Right now the entire house is undergoing outside renovation and it is interesting to hear the repairmen talking. What do you think of this and what should we do and as the repairs progress I realize that they will be done but no one is really sure how or why or in what way they should be done. It will be great though once the house is painted but sure wish it was a brigade of female workers.
It is the little details like fixing things that seem to bog up my plans.