Yesterday, I sat in the parking lot at Lowe’s, wondering how I
ever got to this point.
I was a nerdy kid, and even if they had offered shop class
at the NC School of Science & Math where I attended high school, I’m sure I
wouldn’t have taken it. But they didn’t
and I didn’t. And then I went to
college, where I did help a boyfriend work on his 1969 Mustang Mach 1. And then I joined the Army, where I actually
had to do the maintenance on my own vehicle. Although I admit I wasn’t above baking cookies
and taking them to the mechanics so that they would do most of the work!
But tools? Sure, I’d
help my dad hold a piece of siding or something, but he never really explained
or I never really listened, or a bit of both.
But not too long after I bought my house I met my (not soon enough to
be) ex-husband, and he was a contractor, so problem solved. Until he left and took all the tools, none of
which I knew how to use anyway.
So the other day I found myself looking online for adult
shop classes, but couldn’t find anything locally. My terrier is getting under
the barn (or trying), and cut herself on the wire someone tacked up years ago
as a deterrent. Despite years of asking,
neither my son nor my husband ever bothering addressing the issue.
I decided to solve the problem. So I did what any mature, self-sufficient
woman would do: texted her manly tool wielding girlfriend and asked her if
she’d please come help! But she couldn't
get here till late-ish, so I decided to go to Lowe’s and buy the lattice. Did you know that you can’t really cut wood
lattice very well because it’s stapled together? Did you also know that Lowe’s doesn’t cut plastic? Which is how I wound up in the middle of a
busy Lowe’s with tears in my eyes asking the guy that works there what to do.
He asked me if I had a hacksaw, I said no, my ex took all
the tools and what was a hacksaw anyway?
So he helped me pick out a hacksaw.
I wrestled 4 pieces of 2 x 8 plastic lattice into my Nissan Sentra, and
sat in the parking lot, wondering when exactly I sold my sense of self
sufficiency and independence for the comforts of marriage, and why? Was it necessary?
I bought my first tool. I expect to buy
more. They'll be worth the price because I will be buying back my own
sense of self.
And when my friend K got here? Well, it took some yesterday and till nearly 1 today, but:
The other 3 sides look just as good.















