Pictures speak a thousand words right? Well, look what I did. Yes, I don’t need no one’s handyman;) I did the patio collection all by myself. It wasn’t easy either, but I really hate starting something and not finishing, so Saturday was the day of domestication. All in, it took me about 2 hours, not including the hour I spent staring at the directions. Not bad, though it would have been more fun putting it together with sorta-boyfriend. Is it normal that I sent him the photo of the completed patio project with the message, “in your face “send over my handyman” guy? I get why most men like these DIY home projects. I get this kind of stuff more than cooking. Now, I can take pleasure with each time I lounge on the couch or eat on the outdoor table, knowing that I put the work in. Cooking meals not so much. I could have spent the same amount of time working on a dinner that would be gone in 5 minutes. I just don’t get the reason for effort there. I better end up with someone who loves to cook or doesn’t care if I can. It’s like massages. I have to fake being bad so significant others don’t want me to do it.
I might be eating those words later actually after seeing how painful taxes are going to be. Might need to moonlight as a patio furniture installer who also caters dinner…and gives massages.