That would be my dad, not my kids’ father. In the past nine months, my dad has fixed our backyard gate; repaired kid #2’s bedroom door; repaired kid #3’s bedroom window screen; taught kid #1 and me how to change a tire and a car battery; helped teach kid #1 how to drive; and negotiated a deal on my new car. All with good humor, grace, and not a single word, good or bad, about my estranged spouse.
We celebrated Thanksgiving at my house and after a trip to the downstairs bathroom, my dad emerged and said, “Hey, about that faucet…”
Me: “I know, it’s awful. It needs to be replaced. All of the bathroom faucets need to be replaced. They were cheap, builder grade faucets 11 years ago, so now they’re just crap.”
Handy Dad: “Well, I could help you with that.”
Me: “Really? You know how to replace faucets? That would be great! Could you teach me? My plumber charges $69 per faucet, which is why I haven’t done anything.”
Handy Dad: “Sure, that’s not a problem.”
This is where I go off on a rant about how my generation replaces instead of repairing, hires work out instead of doing it ourselves, and is all around wasteful. I’m so thankful to have a competent handyman who’s willing to help and teach me how to do some basic home maintenance and repair. My ES just got angry and defensive whenever repairs cropped up. He was unwilling to even try to figure out or learn to do anything himself. Drove me nuts.
And, yes, I’m also grateful for the internet and YouTube for making step-by-step DIY information so readily available. But nothing beats an actual person explaining and showing you how to change a tire. Or replace a bathroom sink faucet.
Thanks, Handy Dad!
- DIY Can KMA (mdarinyoung.wordpress.com)