I have to say, overall in my life I consider myself a girly-girl. I mean, I don't think I'm OVERLY feminine, but I do like looking cute, I like pretty shoes, and I like staying clean. I like having my hair do the right thing, and I REALLY like it when that good-looking guy gives me that second glance. But I also like hiking and being outside, so I've always figured that I was an okay balance.
Well, this last week I had an opportunity to demolish a bathroom. It started out innocently with one layer of tile in the floor, which turned out to have about five layers. Next we (we being Val-my sister- Jacob- my brother in law- and me) knew we had to take out the vanity (which is the length of the wall) to get the rest of the floor. The vanity was so big that we had to chain-saw it in half to get it out the door. After that there came laying down a floor, setting in tiles, grouting tiles, plastering walls, sanding walls, stripping paint--before I knew it I was spending my evenings grime encrusted and feeling like a member of an elite construction crew.
And I love it!
Naturally I now have to rethink my position on how girly I am. I mean, don't get me wrong when we had the missionaries over for dinner I changed out of my plastered pants into my nice, clean pair, but I actually enjoyed tearing up a floor and getting plaster all over my hands. It's hard work, but there's something so therapeautic about hacking into a floor with a crowbar and tearing it up.
But I still like looking good, I still enjoy wearing a good pair of high heels. I suppose this is all just a part of balance in my life. Ah well, enjoy it while it lasts eh?
2 comments:
Kind of like digging in dirt eh? I know what you are saying and am glad to hear that you enjoyed the experience. I bet Val and Jake are glad you did too.
Amen, sister(s). I thought she was crazy, but I'm glad she was there and so good about our crazy bathroom adventure! Ah well...this is the stuff memories are made of, eh?
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