I Rule!

I'm such an idiot. Remember the whining about the Allen wrench in the last post? Tonight, it suddenly occurred to me that I have a tool kit, and that such an item might contain an Allen wrench or two. Sure enough, upon inspection I found not a couple, but no less that eight different sizes of Allen wrenches in said kit. And I picked out the very one I needed on the first try, just by eyeballing things. That was pretty exciting.

So then, I went to work on the futon frame, and not to brag, but--I tore that bitch apart. It wasn't easy. For one thing, all the nuts were stripped, which I must have done myself when I put the thing together around eight or nine years ago. Also, it's difficult (for me, at least) to take something like that apart while avoiding having heavy metal pieces of frame fall on you when the screw finally comes loose. But I did it. And I enjoyed it, kind of. It's funny--whenever there's a man around--my dad, my ex-husband (not that he's around anymore), one of my cousins, a male friend, etc.--I just kind of sit back and let them take care of such "manly" tasks. After all, it's not like I have any particular fascination with such things. But it's nice to know I can step up and carry out rudimentary mechanical tasks when the situation calls for it.

Other things I learned about myself tonight:

*I can cut a lime by using another slice of lime as a cutting board.
*I can turn down a date with a really hot guy I met in Indianapolis, who is willing to drive three hours to see me, just because I don't feel like dealing with it.
*I can play online poker and quit while I'm ahead. (O.K., just because I did that once doesn't mean I can always do it. But it's a night of accomplishments--let's just go with this one.)