The Handyman Cometh

Darwin and I aren't very good at handyman stuff.  I do a number of small things, but larger jobs?  Nope.  Even some smaller jobs (like installing a towel rack) I'm not good at.  I can teach a kid who can barely write a sentence to write an entire essay, and I can write a novel that will make you laugh and cry on alternate pages, but the tool stuff is beyond me.  Darwin is the same.

We have two major projects--a sink pump in the basement, and installing a new shower curtain rod that hangs from the ceiling.  The sink pump involves both water and electricity, and the shower curtain rod involves drilling into tile.  Nope nope nope!  So we called a handyman.  His name is Kevin.

Kevin showed up today with a big toolbox, and I was only too happy to point him toward the basement.  I teach the kids, Darwin handles the city, and Kevin handles the building repairs.  It's how our society gets along!

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