I’ve learned a lot in the past six months of living in my home, the responsibility of doing everything from taking out the trash to hanging pictures, from paying the bills to daily maintenance, but the learning curve is steep and always there. This weekend I though I would tackle two little tasks that had been on my mind, but not gotten done. I needed to attach clips to hold the mini-blinds on the back door in place so they would stop swinging wildly every time I opened and closed the door and replace the hose valve. I was feeling pretty confident, so I developed a plan for the mini-blind clips first.
I figured out where to place the clips and had the great idea to use a small bit of earthquake putty to hold them in place (since I don’t have four hands) while I marked the holes for the nails. From experience I know that it is easier to hammer nails into a pre-drilled hole so I charged the drill battery and found a bit a little smaller than the nail and drilled a small hole. Then, to make things really easy, I pounded in the nails part of the way, then removed them, stuck the clip on the door with the putty and carefully hammered the nails in. It was a process, but it worked!
Now I was really feeling empowered! I decided to take to old hose valve off so I could buy the correct replacement valve size. I disconnected the hose and then began to unscrew the valve when about two turns away from being done, water began shooting out everywhere! I was soaked and there was, of course, no way to put the valve back on. It never occurred to me that I should turn off the water to the house before I started taking off the valve. Rookie mistake. I remembered where the water shut off was and quickly ran over to turn it off. It worked! I went to the hardware store to get a new valve, remembered to ask about wrapping silicone tape around the pipe to seal the connection and headed home to finish my repair.
I did it! Wrapped the pipe, screwed on the new valve and voilà!
These might seem like small accomplishments, but for the majority of my life, I have depended on someone else to do these little things for me. Sometimes the pressure of being the one to do everything seems like a lot, but other times it feels like liberation.