I've never really think much about this, until it's brought to my attention in some way.
This past weekend I replaced an external wall of my house. My friend Marlin, who used to be a framer, was my expert on hand. He helped me buy the supplies, demo the old wall, and made the plan for all the prep work we needed to do in order to re-frame what we had just destroyed. But I was the driving force behind doing this work. And doing it "myself" rather than paying some contractor to come take care of it for me.
This is not an unfamiliar position for me. I gutted and remodeled my kitchen 12 years ago. Again, I had a boyfriend who was a framer and drywaller taking care of that work. But I designed and built the cabinets. Then installed them. I found old-growth fir flooring, and some flooring guys to install it. I made the built-in kitchen table and the cantilevered shelves.
And I've crawled under my house and re-insulated the floor. Granted, I did it wrong and probably need to hire someone to do it properly now, but still.... I climb onto my roof to clean it off, and clean the gutters out.
I don't think much about the fact that I do these things myself. It needs to be done, I can do it, and it will cost too much to hire someone else to do it for me. So, let me put my boot and gloves on and get to it.
I don't realize that this isn't necessarily the norm. Especially for women. I'm not doing it out of any sort of need to prove anything to myself or anyone else. It just needs to be done. And no one else is jumping out of their recliner to offer up their services.
Along with so many other things about myself, I need to recognize this trait to jump in and do things that need to be done. I need to appreciate and compliment myself for my fearlessness in stepping out of my comfort zone and just getting on with it.
Monday, July 31, 2017
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