I Do Not Want To Knowby Angel Lynn Diamond | More from this Blogger 01 Jul 2009 01:27 PM Along the way on my path in being single I have learned many things. This was not by choice, but rather out of desperation that comes from having to do things for yourself. I hate it. I hate not being able to say to someone, "It is broken. Will you fix it, please?" No, there is none of that anymore. Some of you may like being this independent and enjoy being single and that is great. It is not for me though. You might love the fact that you can fix things; however, I really do not care about it one way or the other. Of the things that I have been able to fix most of it looks terrible. It is an amateur job and I will be the first one to admit it. Nonetheless, I did save some money by doing it myself. Proud of myself? Well, umm, hold two fingers together about an inch apart and that is the extent of my pride. I do not care how a toilet works, I do not care how to operate a drill, and I do not care how to fix a leaky faucet. I also do not care how the engine of my vehicle works. I just want to drive the darn thing. I even hate pumping my own gas. I am pretty much a girly girl so being alone hit me right in the face. I have managed though at least relatively well. I will not go into detail the times that I have cried while trying to fix something or move something heavy while moaning, "I can't do this. I was not meant to do this." Before I became single my husband said to me, "Come here so that you can learn how to do this." I dragged my heels into the bathroom as he was showing me some thing or another about the plumbing. I pretended to be interested while my mind wandered. I should have been paying attention, but I did not, unfortunately. A plumber came to my house last year. He also said to me, "Come here and look, but do not tell anyone that I showed this to you." Again, and by the way it was the same plumbing area, I was only half listening. Something in me shuts down with any type of "male-related" job duties. I cannot help it. That is just me. I caught a glimpse of a woman talking about home improvements on the television at work the other day. She was changing a gasket in the toilet. She was looking all beautiful and demonstrating how easy it was to do. Of course, her model toilet was new with all new shiny metal parts and perfectly white plastic pieces holding it all together. What about the pieces of plumbing in a house that is over 40 years old? I would have liked to see her get those little buggers apart. Let's see how easy it is with rusting metal pieces. I found myself a good handyman a long time ago. When I can afford to, I give him a call. I am so glad that I am not a man. Angel Lynn writes in weight loss, single parenting, and health. Learn more about Angel Lynn Diamond  I am a mom to my precious one and only, a nurse in a heartwarming adult living facility, and a freelance writer. Relevantsingle parenting tags User Comments Samual (11722) 01 Jul 2009 01:32 PMIf your plumbing is rusty it needs replacing as it releases dangerous toxins into the water. shawspear (435) 05 Jul 2009 07:06 AM. . . I don't blame you. Once my daughter came in and said, "my car won't start". I said, "did you check the battery". She folded her hands and gave me that look and said, "dad, I just wanna' drive it and go see my friends". I think there is a wonderfully marvelous synergy between man and woman: her strength supports his weaknesses; his, hers . . . when it works that is. Marriage is in a terrible crisis these days; both the man and woman expect far too much of each other, and the media feeds the frenzy. I don't know what's to be done about it either. yeah, you don't need to know about the toilet or door, window, broken faucet but you also don't want to know he's cheating on you, is addicted to internet porn, is overly obsessed and possessive of you, abusive to you, and can't hold down a job to boot! Yeah, being single is hard for a woman, man too. Sometimes though it's nice to go to a quiet home even though you have to shake the toilet handle to stop it from running. :) stillparentingafteralltheseyears (265) 25 Jul 2009 07:49 PMBeing single for 12 1/2 years, I became adept at fixing what I could and not being above asking for help from my male friends and/or asking to borrow my g/f's husbands or boyfriends. I would offer free babysitting or a pan of my famous stuffed shells or a dessert. Most of my single friends and I traded favors, the brother of one was very handy and she would ask him to do things for me and I would ask my friends to help them out when they needed the favor returned. The great thing is no one felt taken advantage of and we all made a lot more friends. Though one guy was a plumber and after a few years stopped returning our calls. We prefer to think it was because his new g/f was so jealous of us, but we all did call on him a lot....... Discuss this article
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