Yesterday at 4:30 p.m. I cracked open a bottle of Apothic Red, put my feet up on the couch, took this picture and was grateful for the one room in my home that stays, for all intents and purposes, clean and functional.
You might think 4:30 is a little early for happy hour, but I’d been working since around 6 a.m. on a big job (the fall issue of Scrapbook & Cards Today and the new special issue on creative cards that we’re putting out next month). When your wrists start to go a bit on the numb side, it’s time for a break. And for wine.
The other day I asked on Twitter if it would be tacky to launch Kickstarter campaign for everything in my domestic life that needs a little help.
It’s that time of life when everything is breaking down. Metaphorically and literally.
We keep water in our dishwasher from flooding the kitchen by rolling up beach towels and wedging them at the base on the floor. We help water drain OUT of our washing machine by slamming the lid down repeatedly until it decides to move onto the Spin Cycle. We prop windows open with rules and old books. The hot water in our bathroom sink (our only bathroom) comes out of the tap in a barely visible stream.
And our car got rear-ended over the weekend.
This is why I love our remodeled family room. Windows open. Nothing leaks. And it mostly stays clean.
I’m not just whining for the sake of whining, but just observing how you adapt to making things work. Well, YOU may not do this. But we do.
We are the kind of people who make do until something becomes truly unliveable. I always wonder, “Do other people get things fixed asap? Or do they roll up towels and wedge them on the floorboards, too?”
I’m sure this post will make my parents cringe. Why? They get things fixed. They’re fixers.
Part of why we put fixing things off is our desire to live within our means and not hike up those credit card bills.
Only occasionally do I think it would have been nice had I chosen a more lucrative field in which to make my living.
But I’ll take the sometimes wild ebb and flow of self employment and keep propping those windows open with rulers for another summer.
What about you? Do you endure the little things that collectively break down? Do you divide and conquer? Are you a fixer or a make-do ‘er?