Every time we have a thunderstorm, my husband tells me I should turn off my computer and the TV, and I usually do so, albeit reluctantly, especially if I’m in the midst of watching something really good. Last night, though, right after he said this, and I hit the off button, there was a big BOOM! outside our house, followed by a burst of orange light. Yikes! It was too dark to see what got hit, exactly, although my money was on a tree, and I half expected one to come crashing down on top of the house within seconds. Luckily, it did not. But I am now a convert, believe me. Nothing like a sudden burst of flames in your backyard to teach you a lesson.
Speaking of learning, here’s something I didn’t know until recently: having a baby requires a LOT of assembling. As in, putting things together from pieces and bits of hardware. Now, it’s not like I thought I was some whiz at this kind of stuff to begin with, but now that I’ve attempted to put together cribs, basinettes, and various other things, I know for sure that I am a total moron with no spatial ability. I can open the box, pull out all the pieces and line them up, unfold the directions and then…well, then things go quickly downhill. The other day I was all determined to put together this rocking chair we bought for the baby’s room, and within one step—which I didn’t even complete, I might add—I was completely stymied and frustrated. I think it’s a right brain/left brain thing, it must be. Whatever side is good for writing means I totally freeze up when asked to connect element A with gadget B, or whatever. My husband, however, does not have this problem. He can put ANYTHING together, and has done so over and over again, even when I am convinced the directions are WRONG or the pieces DO NOT FIT. (And point out so, repeatedly, while holding back sniffly-hormone induced tears of frustration.)
On the flip side, though, it’s me who programs the Tivo and handles any and all computer issues. I am the tech person in this household, if you can believe that. I guess it’s a good thing that we each have our strengths, as well as good training for parenthood, which is a serious tag-team endeavor, from what I can tell. Still, it WOULD be nice to be able to put together one thing without having to ask for help. Maybe I should just pick something REALLY easy, to build my confidence. Like, say, the diaper pail. Not as glamorous or impressive as the crib. But at this point, I’ll take what I can get.