Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Reason #2047 that I love my husband
It's a common conceit of mine that I am 'handier' than landisdad. Partly, that's backed up by evidence--I've actually had jobs that involved manual labor and tools, and he's been a 'knowledge worker' all his life (lucky bastard!).
But his knowledge worker tendencies do conspire against me sometimes. For example, I never ever read the directions for anything, until I've tried to make it work on my own at least once. His initial response, on opening any package, is to get the directions out and read them.
Since I'm not the genius that I think I am, 9 times out of 10, he's figured the thing out (whatever the thing happens to be--computer game, furniture to assemble, complicated baby toy) before I have, and I'm reduced to asking him for the directions.
Last night, we were all in the Potato's room, and the Bee was reading him a story. I bought a new nightlight for the Potato last weekend, and I wanted to install it, but it's the kind that is attached to an outlet cover, and needed to be screwed on. In order to install it, I had to unplug the light and do it in the dark. "You should wait until morning to do that," he said.
"I'm sure it will be fine!" I shot back.
Then I dropped the screw into the heating duct. Where it still sits.
He never said "I told you so." Not even once.
• Posted By landismom @ 11/22/2005 12:24:00 PM • • •