6.02.2004
ADVICE FOR THE NEW HOME OWNER
Ahh! To experience the catharsis that is LOWES or HOME DEPOT. To savor an unexpected trip to the local hardware store. To find oneself strained and sore from moving paint rollers across nearly every paintable surfrace one can find.
And let us not forget. The promise that lies within the confines of one's WORKSHOP.
See, the thing of it is, Aside from turning wrenches in a bike shop for seven years - which is a unique offshoot of being handy, but in a way that really doesn't lend itself to any other useful task. I was otherwise uniquely phobic to all things workshoppy in nature. So here is is two years into the mortgage, and I'd have to say that no other material possesion has the power to change one's life. I have found myself tiling floors, running cable under the crawlspace (for home entertainment and PC networking) fixing toilets, intalling shelving into the walk in closet, and a bevy of more numerous but minor tasks.
And I actually enjoy doing it.
Huh.
There are to be sure irritations that come with the gig too. Like a handyman skipping town with some of your hard earned scrilla, or a large plate glass window shattering in the dead of night, and in late november to boot. But hey, those are often just more reasons to embrace the DIY ethos. For sure, I'm not gonna rewire the house anytime soon, but the more I look around the more things I can see myself doing. Its a weird rush for a person who could best be described as lazy, but then it was a weird rush to endorse the check that bought the house. Like for a second I was rich, and now that the fantasy is over, I get to work it off handyman style.
Best wishes on the new digs Dave.
go and tell me all about it
Ahh! To experience the catharsis that is LOWES or HOME DEPOT. To savor an unexpected trip to the local hardware store. To find oneself strained and sore from moving paint rollers across nearly every paintable surfrace one can find.
And let us not forget. The promise that lies within the confines of one's WORKSHOP.
See, the thing of it is, Aside from turning wrenches in a bike shop for seven years - which is a unique offshoot of being handy, but in a way that really doesn't lend itself to any other useful task. I was otherwise uniquely phobic to all things workshoppy in nature. So here is is two years into the mortgage, and I'd have to say that no other material possesion has the power to change one's life. I have found myself tiling floors, running cable under the crawlspace (for home entertainment and PC networking) fixing toilets, intalling shelving into the walk in closet, and a bevy of more numerous but minor tasks.
And I actually enjoy doing it.
Huh.
There are to be sure irritations that come with the gig too. Like a handyman skipping town with some of your hard earned scrilla, or a large plate glass window shattering in the dead of night, and in late november to boot. But hey, those are often just more reasons to embrace the DIY ethos. For sure, I'm not gonna rewire the house anytime soon, but the more I look around the more things I can see myself doing. Its a weird rush for a person who could best be described as lazy, but then it was a weird rush to endorse the check that bought the house. Like for a second I was rich, and now that the fantasy is over, I get to work it off handyman style.
Best wishes on the new digs Dave.
go and tell me all about it
