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(More) Things I Can’t* Do Myself
Fasten the clasp of my mother’s heirloom watch
Peel Kabocha squash
Carve a turkey
Unlock twist pump dispensers
Anything automotive **
Zip up this one particular dress
Take a decent photo
Climb a ladder
Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year’s Eve
Birthday **
Drive a car in Manhattan
Comprehend tectonic plates (relevant if you live in earthquake-prone California)
Rotate my mattress
Choose a paint color for the walls
Break down cartons for recycling
Attend a wedding
* If pressed, I could probably do most things on this list myself. (** Except for these.) But I’d prefer not to.
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Do I need to come all the way over to rotate that mattress twice a year?
Do it and you and kitty will sleep much better. 1,2,3! Done!
1. Open jars of sauce.
2. Drive just about anywhere new without someone to read and interpret the directions.
3. Move furniture.
4. Walk in shady or sparsely populated areas, especially after dark.
5. Diagnose and fix automotive, electrical, and plumbing issues.
Of course, that’s not to say a man would be able to do all those things for me. Some men aren’t good with directions, and plenty aren’t so mechanically inclined, either. And then there are those who physically CAN do something like move furniture but are too lazy to help. Just about the only thing I’ve always been able to rely on a guy to do is open the sauce jar!