Perhaps it's my ineptitude that makes every accomplishment seem like such a victory. My new vacuum cleaner (a Shark, which I highly recommend) required a minor bit of assembly. When I turned it on, I realized that I hadn't attached the hose and all of the stuff I was cleaning up blew out onto a different area of the floor. Again, oops! I did get it properly hooked up, though, and am now enjoying my almost daily usage quite immensely. Then there are the corners in a number of tiled rooms that have been hidden under furniture for the last few years. They were all discolored, and I was a bit disheartened when they didn't clean up with my dust buster. I even resorted to scratching at a couple of spots with a fingernail, with no success. I was going to go the easy route--I was already contemplating what furniture I could buy to cover the spots--when I talked to a guy on one of my many trips to Home Depot. Turns out that with a bit of tile cleaner and some serious elbow grease, the corners now look as good as new!
|Grandma, me, Suzanne and Mom|
Now that I have my own home again, though, my perspective--and willingness to figure things out, with a lot of help from my friends and the folks at Home Depot--is changing a bit. Did you know, for instance, that an outlet cover runs about $.49 and can be changed with a couple of deft turns of a screw? Or that there is a "gun" that you insert the tube of caulking into before shooting it into those exposed areas between the floor and the baseboard that you want to fill? Yes, I am indeed making progress.
While I am enjoying this uptick in my skills, rest assured that I haven't gone overboard. My housekeeper will be reporting for duty twice a month to pick up the inevitable slack.