In honor of Valentine’s Day, I’ve teamed up with Erin @ His and Hers, Kelly @ View Along the Way, and Carrie @ Hazardous Design for four fun days in which we’ll be celebrating DIY life with our husbands.
I am the host today and the topic is “What Home Improvement Would Be Like Without Our Husbands”.
Erin from His and Hers: Home improvement on my own would no longer equal home improvement, I’m afraid. It would equal “home burning down” or “home wrecking” or “home going into debt because of all the professionals I’ve had to hire.” I can handle the sewing machine and a paint roller, but put power tools in my hands, and you’ve just handed Amelia Bedelia a weapon of mass destruction. And building things? Pfffft. There is no way I could have built our vanity, our desk, or our closet shelving without Rick. My attempts would have resulted in rickety furniture akin to that made by a careless Girl Scout who just wanted her woodworking badge because it had a cute beaver on it. Seriously. I’m slowly learning how to use power tools as Rick sees fit to teach me (in other words, as Rick sees fit to trust me with his expensive toys), but I am in no way ready to use them in the ways that he can.
Kelly from View Along the Way: If I didn't have a husband who DIYs, I would eat ramen noodles for every meal and sell my firstborn child to pay for a professional carpenter to cater to my every whim. That's option 1. Option 2 is that I'd attempt the projects on my own. You guys can picture a crazy, wonky fun-house with no 90-degree angles, right? That would unintentionally be the end result of all my projects.
I'm thankful that my husband not only loves the DIY mentality, but he also cares that things turn out right, with right angles and other pesky inconveniences. As I like to say, sometimes it pays to be married to a math teacher. (Just usually not financially. Word.)
I'm grateful to have a husband who DIYs because it means I get to keep my firstborn, and I'm getting kind of attached to that kid.