Monday, October 10, 2005

Rock Star

I'm a big fan of Scott's lawn and garden care products.

Since our days are cooler I thought it might be a good idea to fertilize the lawn with the good old turf builder. Quite frankly it performed miracles on our lawn this spring so I thought it might be a good idea to lay some down before the weather turned.

Alas we gave back the fertilizer spreader that we borrowed so we had to purchase a new one.

My neighbors went off to purchase one for the association and left it to me to put it together. This was going to be a bit perplexing. After all a close group of friends restricted me from going to the hardware store as it always turned into a disaster waiting to happen. I mean if the nice man at the hardware store said I needed to buy something to stop whatever minor fix-it issue was going on, who was I to disagree?

It started to run into some serious cash. Needless to say I had to have an escort to the hardware store for the next couple of years.

But I'm now proud to say that now I can go and buy filters for the furnace and potting soil without getting into trouble. I still fancy myself not very mechanically inclined. I wistfully look at the easier fix-it projects with envy. I'm not very handy but I'm getting there.

When I first moved to Chicago I couldn't even hang a picture. My sister had to talk me through how to start a gas powered lawn mower this spring.

Today my inner rock star came out when I actually read the directions and put together the fertilizer spreader all on my own, like a big girl.

God---I'm so money.

1 comment:

Nopostonsundays said...

I just want to destroy the female stereotype of being technogically incompatable, and males tech-freaks.

I am a guy, and my doctor recently advised me not to operate heavy machinery... ever.

eh, sucks for him though. Molotov Cocktails aren't "heavy machinery".