Now that the wedding dust has settled the Man and I have found our selves at the beginning and ends of about a zillion projects. We have been trying to sort out some sort of priority for these projects and then put it into a list some place where we can see them and cross them off when we are done. We are both HUGE nerds and find the crossing off of things on a list extremely satisfying. We put our heads together and decided that our giant white board which served us so well in the wedding planning/house buying/camping trip planning process in the past, would be perfect. I would have a picture inserted here but my computer is acting up so you will have to use your imagination.
We divided up the areas of the house and then wrote out priorities for the next 2 months worth of projects. The priority level was determined by several factors. 1. How much money will said project cost? 2. How much time will said project take? 3. How crazy is it making me that said project is not done?(Also, how much better will life be with said project completed) 4. How weather dependent is said project. We live in the rain forest so how much time do we have/need before the monsoons arrive? You get the point. All of those things went into deciding that the gutters needed to be cleaned out in Oct not Nov and that the wood shed should be built in Oct not Nov but that sorting out camping gear and setting up a craft area could wait until Nov.
The dogs have infiltrated our compost compound in the yard. They have figured out how to get over the fence and dig under the barrel to inflict the maximum amount of damage to the pile. This has resulted in multiple baths, a new collar for Gwen and a great deal of frustration which lead to inspiration on the part of The Man. He got all fired up and decided it was time to build one of those fancy rotating drum composters. He drew out plans, he measured things, he re purposed lumber from the yard and learned how to use new tools. He built a freaking awesome rotating drum composter. He knocked my socks off.
My husband is not one of those guys who was born handy. He was born nerdy. He was born curious and creative but with the attention span of a kindergartner. If you need to intubate someone on the side of a mountain while suspended over a cliff in a harness he is your guy. If you need chapter and verse quotations from any number of wilderness medical protocols or research studies on prehospital EMS he is your guy. If you need an "adult" to supervise a rowdy group of teens in the wilderness again, he is all over it. He is also a wealth of information on Battle star Galactica, Firefly and I suspect a host of other sci-fi hits. My point is that he did not spend his childhood building things in the physical world. He has not, until now, been handy.
This weekend however, he blew me away! He busted out the Dremmel tool, he learned to use a chop saw he built a pretty rad rotating compost bin and in doing so learned a little more about being handy. He has asked if he can provide guest posts to the stream about his projects and I was more than happy to oblige. So COMING SOON! The Man posts about his quest to become handy! Up next, Wood Shed!
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