Learning

I’m learning both the existence of and how to use many tools this week by force. I wanted the bathroom vanity installed. My husband finally communicated clearly that he didn’t want to do it. So, I got to work figuring it all out. It’s kind of cool and satisfying. But it’s also very stressful, because it is taking days and includes a whole lot of my daughter climbing on me and pulling on me and getting in the way and crying and crying intensely / screaming anytime I turn on a power tool. So, the hard work is extra hard.

But it’s cool to figure out new and useful things, and it’s cool to see the progress, slow as it is.

It also had me slightly annoyed tonight, thinking about how my husband always feels like he can’t do [fill in the blank] whenever he’s in charge of managing our daughter. Yes, it likely will take loads longer and be much harder with her around, but that’s what it takes. And it’s what I have to do every single day, all day and night (minus the rare occasion when he is home and takes care of her so I can do more work). Tonight was a particularly rough one, with her squeezing into the small area where I was using an oscillating saw with surprisingly high speed and trying to pry off the baseboard after cutting it and slicing up the caulk. Just lots of ways for her to get hurt, yet she kept coming back every time I turned off the saw, needing to be held, needing to nurse, needing to cry and push on me and hold onto me… It was a lot. But a lot is what I have to do these days.

Post-a-day 2026