There’s quite a few things I can’t fix in my house. Leaky toilets. Check. Sinks. Check. Yard work and normal outdoor maintenance. Check. Those are all normal things that I think anyone in their right mind should be able to do, and luckily I know how to do some pretty easy stuff. Some of that stuff may be difficult, depending on who you ask. Personally, if you own a home, and can’t figure out how to change a furnace filter, you should probably go back to renting.
There’s a bunch of stuff I can’t fix in my home, or rather things that I don’t desire to even try fixing. Anything to do with the roof, including gutters, fascia, all that stuff can be left to a certified professional who knows what the heck they are doing.
Plumbing too. Anytime I have to be anywhere near pipes that have seen my very own excrement go through them, I want no part of it. I can deal with sinks that are nasty and have years of hair caught in the drain plug, but when it comes to pipes where human waste flows through, no thank you very much.
Just the other day, my garage door busted, and I was challenged by my neighbor to see if I could fix it without calling the garage door guy, one of which happens to live right around the corner. It took me about two minutes to determine that I had no business being near the switch that had apparently been fried. After walking down the street and talking to Mr. Garage Door dude himself, I’m glad I didn’t delve deeper into it, because the real issue was electrical, and had nothing to do with the garage door afterall.
My father – very handy. He added two renovations to the home we grew up in. He even re-did the roof himself. His feeling was that if he could figure things out and save a couple thousand dollars, that meant more freedom, time and money for the family.
I’m not saying that I make a ton of money (I’m comfortable), but I would rather pay someone who actually knows what they are doing a decent wage to do it right so I don’t have to go back and fix my mess up down the road. Because I will most likely mess up.
My brother loves to try and tackle just about every project known to man, and laughs at me when I don’t try something just because I don’t think that I can figure it out.
The other reason I don’t try these things is because I don’t want to spend the time and energy that it would take to be Mr. Fixer-Upper. I’d rather spend more time doing the things that I love. Watching football. Hanging out with friends. Eating good food and drinking good beer. But, hey, that’s just me.
This weekend, I do have a few things to do around the house, but those are simple little things that really won’t take me that long, and I can relax afterwards knowing that the big stuff I can leave to the more skilled labor.
So I’m not saying that you shouldn’t fix things, but be careful what you fix, because you sure as anything don’t want to go back and fix it later.