I'm the man!

Ask anyone. Well maybe not anyone, but ask me and I will tell you. I’m the man! There isn’t anyone quite like me. I guess that’s a good thing. “I can bring home the bacon. Fry it up in a pan and never let my wife forget I’m the man. ” You may quote me on that. There are lots of things you can quote me on. There are too many to list them all here.

My wife says I have an ego the size of Texas. What does she mean by that? “It isn’t bragging if you can back it up” I always say. That’s another one of my original quotes. Honestly though, I am very talented and there are lots of things I can do. Whenever something goes wrong at work, and they need someone to pin it on, I’m the man. Whenever there is a project that no one else wants, I’m the man. Whenever something around the house needs to be fixed, I am definitely the man.

Last evening, I stopped on the way home and picked up a rotisserie chicken for supper. After we finished eating, I worked on my son’s car and then worked on the washing machine. I got the washer fixed and I am waiting on my son to call to find out if the car is working better today. I really have never had any training on either appliance or car repair but I can work on both. My secret is simple. I give it a try. Most young people these days give up without even trying. It is easy to just say. “I don’t know how to do it” or “it’s not my job”. I get great satisfaction from giving something a try and succeeding. I do occasionally fail (see honey I said it) but I succeed more times than I fail. If you don’t try, how will you ever know if you are good at something or not.

There are still some things I want to try in life. I am working on writing at the moment and I want to one day try my hand at painting. No sky diving or rock climbing for me though. Those are the kind of things that you don’t want to find out the hard way that you are not good at. I will just assume that I could do them if I really wanted to and stick to the safe things.

I do have to give credit where credit is due. My wife helps me out a lot. Last night, she fixed the other things to go along with the chicken and had it ready when I arrived home. She also got the boy’s homework started and got the fire started in the house and our greenhouse. She did several loads of laundry too during the day and then held the flashlight for me while I worked on the washer and also handed me tools. She even kept quiet when she knew I was getting angry with the washing machine.

Now my son is a different story. He did help my youngest son with his homework but the rest of the time, he was blogging. Imagine that, like father like son. He’s another blog addict.