“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.
~ DIANA’S ENORMOUS BOOK OF QUOTES ~
Shhhh don’t tell anyone, but some of my baseboards are held in place with duct tape…
…and I’m OK with that.