Sometimes You Just Need A Man

So I’ve been single for a few years now, well, more than a few. Majority of the time it doesn’t bother me. It’s one of those things that just is, something you don’t question like Valentine’s Day being February 14. Why? Because that’s when it is. Sure, there’s probably a reason behind it but it’s just accepted as being fact.

Today was one of those days where it would have been nice to have a man in my life. But not just any man, a handy type of man, one that fixes things around the house.

Last weekend I discovered the shelf in the bathroom vanity was damp. I figured it had to do with the increasingly dripping tap that I could no longer fix myself by shutting it off real tight. So I drove out to pick my dad up (since he no longer has a car) for him to fix it for me. He fixed the tap but discovered one of the pipes within the vanity was leaking.

“You need to call a plumber” he told me, “probably have to remove the whole vanity to get to those pipes”. Great, I sighed, how much is this going to cost me?

The plumber fixed the leak in under 10 minutes by simply tightening the bolt. Since he was here I also had him fix the leaking garden hose which I correctly presumed also just needed tightening (something my weak little arms couldn’t manage).

It was all a bit embarrassing really, I felt like such a helpless little women paying a professional tradesman $50 to simply ‘tighten’ a couple of bolts.

‘Now there’s a man for you, came straight to your front door and everything’ is what some of you may be thinking. Let me dispel that fantasy for you right now, I virtually had to kick him out of the house as he wouldn’t stop talking about his two kids (and the wife).