Have you done anything recently that makes you realise what an independent woman you are?
Here is my input.
Husband moved out 2nd September and, since then, I have been cutting the grass (okay, not that great but have never done it before).
Anyway, last weekend my washing machine decided to die on me. It started making a noise that it had made before but I couldn't remember how or why it was making this noise. I rang Ex-H on Saturday (we are getting on better now he has finally moved out) to ask if he could diagnose the problem just from the noise it was making. It turned out it was the belt that had come off.
I went to our local hardware shop and bought myself a screw driver (H took all of them when he moved out and I never thought I would ever need one!) and then started to dismantle the washing machine, after unplugging it first, of course. The hardest part was getting it out of the cupboard where it is stored - it is a very tight fit - only had about 2" spare at the top of the washing machine and had to lift it over the lip of the carpet runner (the cupboard floor is tiled, the hall floor is carpeted). I eventually managed it - it was harder than I thought it was going to be - heavy washing machine, not a lot of room to grasp it and trying to lift it, all at the same time.
I took out all the screws (found out afterwards I only needed to remove about 3 but had great fun putting them all back afterwards).
Luckily the belt had only come off, not actually broken. The hardest part was trying to fit the belt round the motor and then placing it round the drum - it is a very, very tight fit (for obvious reasons).
It actually took me about 3 hours (with large coffee breaks in between) to get it fitted and, whilst doing so, my hands ended up with lots of small cuts, one of which was quite deep (slice through my knuckle), but my eldest DD played nurse and put a dressing on it for me - plasters could not contain the blood.
BUT, I eventually done it and, boy, did I feel absolutely wonderful afterwards.
Whenever anything goes wrong in the house, it was ALWAYS H that mended it - he was very good with his hands!
To know that I managed to fit it myself made me feel so good - and made me realise that I don't need a man (although I have got one in the pipeline but that is a totally different story).
Have any of you done something that you never thought you would be able to?