I guess I could say home repair, maintenance and remodeling stresses me out.
I'm truly horrible at these. I really wish I'd spent more time with my old man in the garage and less time playing with my Barbie's when I was growing up (just kidding I didn't play with dolls when I was a kid - they were ACTION FIGURES!)
I can remember trying to fix a flat on my bicycle tire when I was a kid and I literally came about a half inch from driving a screw driver into my eye and possibly into my brain. That incident pretty much set the tone for my career as a handy man.
So right now at home I have a living room that has some holes in the wall that need to be repaired, and some paint touched up. In the basement I have a ceiling tile about to come crashing down (yes my previous handy work). We have a kitchen and a bathroom that are complete disasters. Outside we probably have one of the top 3 worst lawns on the block, the landscaping needs some TLC. The gutters need cleaning (yeah I'm afraid of roofs, I'm such a wuss!). The porch and garage door needs painting.
OK yeah, even writing about it stresses me out.
In the words of Frank Costanza - SERENITY NOW!!!
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