Tooting My Own Horn

I probably should also write about some of the good things that have happened recently, so it doesn't seem like I wallow in awfulness all the time. I'm getting more adept at taking a deep breath and figuring out how to do things. You know how in marriages, there is often a division of labor? One partner sets up anything electronic, one does yard maintenance, both share in laundry, one takes out the trash, etc. Well, I have had to figure out how to do tasks that usually fell to Jon.

One of the first big things that happened was my car windshield was completely smashed driving on the freeway one day. We were on our way home from a weekend in Oregon and were less than 10 minutes from home when something (it looked like a rubber brick. I have no idea what it actually was) flew up and smashed the passenger side of my windshield. It startled me and the boys a lot! It was raining really heavily and I didn't really feel like stopping on the side of the highway, so I asked the kids if they were ok. They said "yes" and we made it home safely. We unpacked the car and I just sat on the couch coming off the adrenaline rushing through my body. I knew I needed to call the insurance company to figure out how to get the windshield repaired, but I needed a few minutes to calm down. This was something I would have asked Jon to do. Not because I'm not capable, but because the division of labor in our marriage dictated that he handled car stuff. Deep breaths, Betsy. You can do this! I was so happy to find out that I didn't have to take the car anywhere to have the windshield replaced. They sent someone to my house the next day to replace it in my garage. It was so convenient for me. When it was done, I found out that the guy didn't put the windshield wipers back properly, so with several Facetime calls with a mechanic friend, I was able to fix that problem too. I was also advised to get my car detailed to make sure all the glass pieces were cleaned out. The majority of glass went onto the passenger seat and my purse that I ended up throwing away. There was some the flew into the backseat though. I was really pleased with the detail job, but about 6 months later, my sister was leaning against the open window and found a little piece of glass poking her arm. Goodness!

This past summer, Matthew needed a new tube in his bike tire. Again, this fell into a realm of things I didn't have experience in. I figured out the size of tube I needed and had to go to a couple stores to find the right one. I was reading the instructions and saw I needed a tool to remove the old tube. I recognized the tool as something I got rid of in a big garage clean-out I had done earlier in the summer. Dang it! Sean said he was pretty sure he saw one at our neighbor's house. I went and asked if they had some to borrow and they had an extra set that I could have. Yes! I got the tube replaced and inflated and I felt pretty dang amazing. Matthew came down to see the progress and was excited to take his bike out for a spin. I told him he needed to sing praises to my name because I figured out something new. Sean and Matthew took the old tube and taped up the holes and tried to explode it by over-inflating it. He had to replace the tape a couple times and it didn't actually explode, but it was funny to see how full that tube got.

Last week, my wifi wasn't working and I couldn't figure out why. There wasn't an outage, everything appeared to be working properly, but I couldn't connect. I called the internet company to try some troubleshooting and they basically told me they couldn't even find my router in their system because it's so old. I took some pictures of it and went to the local office to see if they could be more helpful than someone on the phone. The lady helping me stifled a laugh when she saw the picture of my router. She was like, "Yeah, that's not going to work for you anymore. It's super old." So she got me a new one and explained how to set it up. I got home and got it working on my own!! This is a big deal for me. I'm not super tech-savvy. My kids were so excited to have the wifi working again. A few days later I was trying to print something and it wasn't working. I realized the printer works over the wifi and with the help of some google searches, I was able to reconnect the printer too. I said to the kids "I'm find of a goddess!" They don't seem too impressed with my newfound ability to get stuff done, but I'm proud of myself.

Last night I was putting up some hooks in the boys' bathroom. Jon was very particular about shelves and things. He was really cute about tucking a pencil behind his ear and getting the level and making things just right. I'm not quite the perfectionist he was, but I do like to do things well. I gathered up the tools I needed and got started. I told Sean he needed to come help me. He didn't want to because he was reading and I shouted at him, "You need to learn some man-skills. You'll need to know how to do this in your future." He said he'll learn when he's 18 and I told him it would be too late then. I told him, "Your dad isn't here to teach you man-skills, so you're getting them from me!" We laughed and he still complained about having to help, but we got the job done.

I'm certain I have many more things to learn. I have also become comfortable hiring people to do certain things, like working in my crawlspace and building a new fence. I don't need to do everything to feel like a kick-ass, independent goddess.