I don’t ask for help – I would rather break my back than ask. There is a back story to why I don’t ask but I’m not going to go into that today.
My one very dear friend is always going on about this and that I should stop trying to do everything myself and that people want to help etc etc.
My kitchen light stopped working last week. I tried to change the florescent globe but between being too short and never having to do it before the project was doomed.
So on Friday afternoon when I drove home I saw somebody that looks like a builder next to the road. I stopped and asked him if he builds in our complex – his answer was yes and I asked him to help me with my light. He said he is too old but will send the complex handyman over.
Handyman popped in and we started to chat. I told him about the chest of drawers I bought and that I can’t get the knobs onto the drawers. He offered to quickly do it for me, I protested because those drawers are full of underwear. He just chuckled and assured me that he has seen everything any woman can wear.
So he quickly put my knobs onto my drawers. Obviously I had to send my mom a message saying I have a man scratching around in my panties!! 🙂 Poor woman almost had a heart attack.
And he has now offered to help me with all the type of niggly things that I just can’t do.
Hooray for the handyman!!! And hooray for me – putting my independence in my pocket and asking for help.
And just on a quick side note – the non runners may not understand. I ran a 15km race yesterday – last year my time was 1:29 – this year 1:18!!! That is an eleven minute improvement on 15km’s! I have to admit that I’m so stiff today that I can barely walk but hey that is another personal best!!! So so happy about it…