OK. This may seem relatively minor. In fact, not important at all. But for me it is huge. My broken washing machine is now fixed. But, the repair man didn't have the knob that also had managed to snap off. So he told me where to get a new one and called the supply store to make sure there was one in stock. He gave me exact directions for snapping it on, but off course my mind went blank as soon as he checked with me to make sure I got it. "Oh sure," I said giving him a confident smile, "I can do that no problem."
"Make sure you do this very soon," he urged me. "Of course," I said.
I handed him a check, walked him to the door and then I called the supply store to double check directions and their hours. I had 45 minutes to get there. So, still unshowered and with my hair sticking out all over the place and absolutely untameable, I decided to make a dash for it any way.
Back home, with my brand new knob, I headed to the basement to install it. Hmmmmmmm. There was this extra piece from the thing that sticks on the metal stick that comes out of the knob and I just couldn't get it off. Oy! "Do I needed a man," I thought to myself. Intermittently during the afternoon I would try to play with it. But nothing happened. Nonetheless, thanks to a pair of tweezers I was still able to get the machine to start.
I was talking to my friend this morning and asked her if her husband would mind helping me at some point. No problem.
Ha! But I just was putting in another load and I thought "Righty tighty. Lefty loosey." That was Dad in my head. I clearly remember him telling me that little adage when I owned my first house and he was bleeding the radiators for me. That's the trick. I started turning the metal stick sticking out of the machine to the left and off popped that last remaining piece of the broken knob. Oh joy!
I shouted upstairs to my daugher, "I did it," I trilled. "I did it all by myself." She gave me a scowling "That's good."
Oh who cares what she thinks. This was a triumph in my life as an independent woman. I fixed that pesky knob all by myself. A gold star for me.