I should have mentioned the lightbulb and the vaulted ceiling too as among the things that defy me. How many divorced women does it take to change a light bulb? Just one; it just takes her four hours of fiddling around with one of those long pole thingies. Two broken bulbs and half a concussion later from boinking myself in the head with the pole thingie, and the bulb is changed! I am obviously neither handy nor graceful.
BTW, I never knew I had such a foul mouth until I got this divorce. It seems I am constantly cursing out inanimate objects :)
Note to self:light bulb in lounge needs changing!! Mission underway....
So nice reading these messages, it sounds like a liberating feeling. I didnt even know how to buy light bulbs, had to ask my dad, now its lying there hoping that by some miracle it will find its way up there....lol