Having been raised by parents who choose a hard-day's work over paying someone else to do it, I always have a tinge of guilt whenever I contract out some of the household chores we are faced with. I hate mowing the lawn and in the past have paid a neighbourhood kid to do it, even though I feel like it should be me. Now that my son is of lawn-mowing age, the job now passes to him, and I don't mind paying him to mow.
My father is a very handy man, always was, and continues to be so even at his advancing age. Because he always did home repairs himself, I have a hard time calling a plumber or carpenter to do a job that I feel I should probably attempt myself. (Un)Fortunately, I realise that I don't have the skills or knowledge of a handyman and often, when I do attempt some pretty basic stuff, it usually ends badly, and so that makes the phone calls to fixit people a bit easier.
Trouble is, once one begins to call repair people, it becomes a bit of a habit and one begins to rely on their services to accomplish more and more. If I'm not careful, I'll soon be calling a contractor to come and replace the roll of toilet paper in our bathroom everytime it runs out.
With the hard-work ethics of my ancestors in my head, a good-enough back, sturdy legs and a general-enough knowledge of how things should be repaired (but not the ability to carry repairs out) I should not rely so much on others (not that I do anyway, but I should do so even less).
And so, this year, as winter began to show its full force, I vowed to do my own driveway shovelling this year, even though it's so easy (and not that expensive) to get a 'professional' to clear it.
Yesterday, though, the decision was easy. A 9 foot high, 15 foot long drift behind our car, combined with a 7 foot high, 10 foot long drift at the end of our driveway is just insanity. So, a 5pm call to our neighbourhood snowblower, and by 9:30 last night, the driveway was cleared.
Wonderful. And guilt free.
But not to worry. I'll be shovelling, as promised, until another major storm hits the neighbourhood.
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I hear you, I was out of the country on business for 2 1/2 weeks, ( a cool day was +28c with a 12 hour time difference, in the jungle, hell of a sunburn). No snow when I left, 'thirty' feet deep in my driveway when I got home. The Mrs. actually shovelled her car out, didn't use or was afraid of the $1500 snowblower I bought her last spring... She never thought to hire someone.. Just wanted to do the guilt thing to me I guess..
The best $25 I ever spent was to hire a guy with a $100,000 tractor to clean out my side.
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