Our dishwasher is still flooded, but the appliance guy is coming back with a Wet Vac tomorrow to clean out the drainage hose. Which, I hope, will solve the problem.
While the app dude was here, I asked him why our fridge pops open every time I close the freezer. It seems that the seal has split on one side. He can fix that too. I became so excited at this point that I asked if he could fix the broken lamp in the living room and repair the holey screens on the porch.
“I fix appliances, lady. You need a handy man.”
O, I do.
There was an article in the New York Times recently about why so many women fall into bed with construction guys. The article was titled “The Allure of the Tool Belt.”
One dude whose wife ran off with his home renovation foreman said something like: “Construction workers and women: it’s like shooting fish in a barrel.” My BIL, who is a home renovation guy up in Boston says this kind of stuff never happens to him. But his wife was in the room when he said that.
I totally see the appeal. You’re a woman who wants to renovate or add on to your house. You’ve been thinking about it, planning it, for months or even years. Suddenly, you have this guy in your home, all day, who listens to you (it’s his job even). This guy, who is all muscled and sweaty, is helping you build your dream house. He also can and will fix any and all of the little nagging problems that have been plaguing you for years. He doesn’t say, “Later.” He doesn’t sigh and roll his eyes. He does whatever you ask and does it well. The first time you ask.
Sigh.
We’ve been talking about adding on to our house pretty much since we moved in five years ago. I keep putting it off, mainly because I know how much of a time commitment it will be for me. But the plan just slipped from my “in the future” pile to my “priority-now” pile.
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Not to be too forward, but given the right tools, I can fix both those other problems.
K, I’ll supply the tool belt!
Reasons that my wife stays with me:
1. I have pockets. Many, many pockets.
2. I can reach things that are up high.
3. I can use a hammer / nailgun / screwdriver / pressure washer / plate compacter / paintbrush without injuring myself or irreparably damaging the house.
4. Did I mention the pockets thing?
I have my commercial contracting license and a tool belt. Plus the redneck truck! Alas, I too am married, but even before, never had the “fish in a barrel” experience!
You are right on target with this one EM. Although only one of the various men who have worked on our houses over the years ever inspired one of those dreams I have from time to time.
And we are still looking for a good handy guy (or gal) here in Gboro. Hope we find one soon!!
“We’ve been talking about adding on to our house . I keep putting it off, mainly because I know how much of a time commitment it will be for me.”
But think of all the creative fodder you’ll have to write about from the experience (as well as having the Allure of the Toolbelt around all day!)
back in “the day” we used to use the old “toolbelt trick” to try to get into places that we weren’t supposed to be, like sold-out concerts and what-not. (”yeah, we’re here to look at the air conditioning system…”) it worked a few times.
didn’t that guy from “two moon junction” wear a toolbelt? i need to watch that movie again when no one else is around. sherilyn fenn… hoo…
That is hilarious. You got all excited and wanted the appliance dude to fix it all! I don’t really get the “allure of the tool belt.” Unless you mean Ty Pennington….
Thanks, Construction Deal, for the new ad! Every little bit helps towards renovation!
Sheesh, S.C., the Redhead’s a smart girl. But we knew that.
Okay, Ptaak, but remember that the bucket of death was a no-go! Are you as much of a beer ho as Kathryn? She says she’ll work for beer. I’ll throw some guac in, too!
Maybe that is the fantisy behind the tool-belt fantisy. I imagine you’d be let down, though. My man works in IT, and the last thing he wants to do when he gets home is look at another computer.