This old gray mare ain’t what she used to be!!!!
I am a do-it-yourself kind of girl.
Always have been.
Growing up we didn’t have money to spare so we did almost all our own repairs and projects.
Daddy depended on me as the oldest to be his assistant.
It never occurred to me at the time how important this knowledge would be in my later years.
There is little I won’t tackle, which comes in real handy now that I live alone.
If you own your home, then you know there is ALWAYS something that needs doing.
There is the yard.
I have a lot of yard!!!!
Thankfully, I have been able to hire someone to do my edging, weed-eating, and blowing.
That leaves the mowing for me and I can do that with my eyes closed!
White vinyl houses are beautiful, but they need occasional power washing.
So, Friday I whipped out the power washer and went to work.
Then there are the updates that need to be done ever so often to homes that are beginning to age.
Mine will soon be 22 years old.
New carpet is replacing the really, really ugly and faded burgundy carpet in the bonus room.
That meant the ceiling that needed some work had to be repaired.
(No I didn’t do that,
but I did contemplate giving it a shot.)
That, of course, led to painting.
So, for three days, I did a few hours at the time and got the room painted.
It looks really good and fresh and clean!
Most everything is out of the room now which means it all has to go back in after the carpet in installed.
That is the job I most dread!!!!
I am determined to cull out the junk so I will call in my sis who is excellent at throwing out stuff!
I said all that to say that this aging body doesn’t hold up to all these projects like it used to.
I worked for 4 straight days, although with limited hours,
and it has been hard to recover.
My dad constantly complains about not being able to do what he used to do
and what he wants to do.
I’m not quite there yet and neither can I!!!!!!!!
There has to be some significant lesson in all of this.
Maybe it’s that it is okay not be able to do it all.
That it’s okay to spread out a one day job to 3 part days.
That it’s okay to spend a little longer in the bed the morning after
and take it a little slower until the aches and pains subside.
That it’s okay to ask for help.
When my grandmamma was 86, she told me something she was
planning to do when she got old.
I thought that was so funny back then,
but now I get it.
In our mind’s eye, we don’t see ourselves as we really are.
Other people our age look old, but not us!!!!!
And you know what?
If my mind told me I’m too old to be a do-it-yourselfer,
I would be crushed.
There is nothing I love better than to see a project completed;
one I did myself.
There is satisfaction in that.
So, as long as I can, I am going to tackle my projects.
I may have to have more assistance
and lots more pain relievers.
And it may take a lot longer to complete them.
But I will enjoy the final results!
Lots of love, Sharon