REMODEL ~ DAY 21

Yesterday (Friday) I dropped by the house for a few minutes between appointments, opened the garage door, and found my (old) washer and dryer sitting there! All I could think was that my favorite white pants were part of the wet load in that washer and I was pretty sure there was also a load of dry clothes in the drier. I had to stop the crew before they carted off my clothes with the old appliances!
Turned out, Rod knew what was going on and no one was planning to haul off my clothes. The guys had to take the old machines out temporarily to do some work in the laundry area. The plan was to hook them up again this morning (Saturday) so we could use them over the weekend. Whew! (Memo to Rod, “Please remember to tell me every message that will ease my stress!”) So I shoved the wet clothes into a garbage bag, dumped the dry clothes on our bed and went on with my day.
Sure enough, this morning the guys came back, moved the machines back into the laundry area, and hooked them up. I stuffed the old mildewing wet load of clothes into the washing machine to rewash and headed out to the grocery store.
One hour later I found Rod sitting in a chair in our make-do kitchen/living room looking like something the cat drugged in. Turned out, the guys didn’t get the washer drain hose in quite far enough….and about 20 gallons of water poured all over the laundry area and into the garage! Since Rod is a “Can Do” kind of guy, he jumped into action. He raced next door, borrowed a wet/ dry vac, pulled out the machines, vacuumed up lots of water, mopped up the rest, reconnected the hose correctly, and was just sitting down to rest when I got home.
Well! Rod is a heart patient, and this is NOT what the doctor ordered! But I learned a long time ago that since he’s a “Can Do” kind of guy, it is truly impossible to keep him from tackling problems like this. Now, if it had happened when I was there alone, I would have called and texted our contractor immediately. Something like, “Help! Get someone out here pronto! There’s water all over the place!” Guess that means I’m a “Can’t Do, Come Help!” kind of gal.
Come to think of it, I love being married to a “Can Do” guy! I’m sure proud of him! Isn’t it neat that he knew just what to do and took the initiative to fix things? What a guy. I think I’ll keep him around another thirty nine years or so.
And maybe I need to get more of that “Can Do” attitude myself.

QUESTION FOR DISCUSSION: Can you relate to the “Can Do” and “Can’t Do, Come Help” concept? Which type are you? How does your tendency impact your spiritual life?