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“I couldn’t repair your brakes, so I made your horn louder.” – Steven Wright

I can relate to the above quote.

I hate to admit it.

But it’s true.

I’m a generalist. And unless I’m totally enthralled with something, I learn just enough to be dangerous.

Like when I learned (and ‘learned’ is a very generous term here) to play the guitar. I learned 16 chords. I practiced till my fingers bled – yes. But when someone tried to teach me to pick individual notes on individual strings, I quickly dismissed the endeavor.

It was good enough for me to happily strum a few tunes.

I’m not a perfectionist and if something doesn’t work perfectly the first time, I make do, at least for a time.

To do otherwise would make me crazy.

Would make me obsess, get angry, be unreasonable.

So when my tap has dripped I’ve collected the water in a container. When the vacuum hose had a tear I’ve taped it up. When the chain on the toilet thingamajig broke, I’ve used twist ties.


Shhhh don’t tell anyone, but some of my baseboards are held in place with duct tape…

…and I’m OK with that.