I'm a stupid stubborn independent girl. Despite no less than 5 offers of help, I inched my second 60 lb a/c up the stairs tonight. I have yet more bruises. I swear, I will get help installing it. (It's tricksy, because the rest I could go outside and balance. This one has a 20ft drop.)
I will ask for help. I will ask for help. I will ask for help. I will ask for help. I will ask for help. I will ask for help. I will ask for help. I will ask for help. I will ask for help.
Aw, who am I kidding?
My father once dropped an air condition from a seventh-story window that faced the street when he insisted he could install it himself without any help. Miraculously, no one was standing anywhere near the bit of sidewalk that it hit.
I'd be starting the demolition on my deck if I dropped this thing...
Twice now I have actually asked for help moving heavy things. And then been too stubborn and impatient and moved them myself, inch by inch, bruise by bruise. At least today I didn't pull any muscles.
Please not only ask for help with the installation, but then let them help you.
My neighbor has fallen all over himself offering help (this is the guy renovating the place himself.) He has a workshop in his garage he's offered to let me use. I just...suck at asking? And suck at doing the shit myself which leads to crazy. I need to grow up.
do not make me come down there and go next door for you.
I need a shower and then bed.
Lord, that'd be so embarrassing.
that's what I am saying. I basically have no plans for tomorrow and you know I can do the drive in my sleep now.
OK OK , I'll talk to Ben!!! Or Anna.
Whoa. Beware the power of msbelle, and be thankful she uses it for good.