Hurry Up & Slow Down!
“He who runs cannot walk with dignity,” hubs reminds me of the popular Chinese proverb. I roll my eyes causing pain to shoot from a recently pulled butt muscle. Ok, angry body, I admit hubs is right. I will set realistic goals. I will dig up that old Pilates Groupon to strengthen the core muscles that thwarted last weekend’s ambitions. Message received!
I execute large-scale productions for a living. I know how to make the most of my assets. I have great collaborators. I work until the job is done, and done well. I am, clearly, not afraid of deadlines or hard work.
Before our last brief visit to the pile of rocks, hubs and I created a complex TO DO list. The dozen or so tasks included:
- Build tent platforms, because y’all know how much I love to camp;
- Explore the overgrown landscape and map it with GPS;
- Create a compost pile for the garden I won’t start for at least two years;
- Slash and burn undergrowth near the campsite to destroy mosquito breeding grounds.
Soon, prerequisite tasks and immovable rocks sprang up like a dirty game of Whack-a-Mole. And hubs and I realized that we didn’t have the right tools for every job. Bolt cutters, for example, do not clear undergrowth efficiently. But my research found something that does — a brush cutter! This gas-powered weed-whacker has a 9” spinning blade (I’m lusting after these two)!
Lying here, waiting for the second dose of ibuprofen to kick in, it appears that the brush cutter was an overcorrection.
But that day, I rented the power tool from a nearby hardware store. A burly employee was uncomfortable explaining the functions of the brush cutter to me. He further suggested that “my husband” could answer any further questions. Fueled by rage from his condescending 2-minute training, I got the most of that rental. Back on the property, I furiously attacked our foliage. I sliced through saplings like butter. I cleared brambles from emerging trails. Uphill. Both ways.
I was unstoppable, until I pulled my lower back. Hubs eagerly picked up the great spinning blade of death to finish the task.
What I learned that day will stick with me for a long time. Already, some takeaways shaping this weekend’s plans include:
- Don’t let sexist asses cause pride to overwhelm good sense;
- Slow down when learning a new skill, or using a new tool;
- Ask friends for help;
- Limit use of vibrating power tools to an hour — a good lesson in so many cases.
Being realistic may slow the process. I am hopeful, however, that it also allows to enjoy the process of making a home more. Or, at the end of the day, we can walk away with dignity.
Check back next week to see if I keep these takeaways in mind as we explore the surrounding area. Until then, share your thoughts and similar experiences in the comments. Click “recommend” below so others can contribute.