Showing posts with label tools and toolboxes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tools and toolboxes. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Having your own tools.

Years ago when I first got married, I had no tools.  I had to ask my husband for the loan of a hammer when I wanted to hang a painting.  You know how young men are before they are trained - I would say "honey may I borrow your hammer?" and he would say "what for?", I will admit that early on, once in awhile I would say something along the lines of "I was thinking of using it to stir cookies"!  I had grown up on farms where if you needed a tool you went to the barn and got it!  In all fairness, I'm not sure I knew that nails came in boxes of all one size til I got married.  I was used to coffee cans of various sizes full of nails - some previously used!!  And my new husband was sort of picky about his tools and had these huge tool boxes with drawers that were neatly organized, and sometimes I would lay the tool I had borrowed on the counter and fix dinner and not return it immediately...sigh!  After witnessing this problem a couple of times, one year for Christmas, my father in law bought me a set of basic tools - hammer, screwdriver, pliers, box-cutter etc., I was so excited!  It came with a cool little case and they all fit in the molded spots - it was awesome.  I developed a desire to own more tools....you know how this ends don't you?


This is my tool box, it's kind of cool - yes?  I even have a meter to measure and see if current is running through something.  (I do not know how to use it yet but I have it!)  There are other tools, some of mine are stashed in kitchen drawers, and some are in the car.  (I also have my own roll of duct tape!) This toolbox has given me a little insight into the male mind.  (at least about tools, lots of things are still a mystery to me) 



Why am I telling you this ?  Because I was reminded of the reason I have my own tools the other day and thought I would share it.  The toilet paper holder in the bathroom was getting looser and looser and now I could look behind and see that the screw holding it on was pulling out of the drywall.  Hubby had told me it was 'on the list'.  This time of year his 'list' is fairly long and this was really bugging me.



I kind of figured I could do this.  I went to my awesome toolbox and got out the tools I thought I would need.  Yes, there is a little bitty screwdriver that also works for repairing glasses laying there.









the loose screw was obvious



 You can see that it even hung loose and crooked when I opened it up





you can see the blue anchor







I removed the screw that had been put directly into the drywall, (improper mounting technique) used a blue drywall anchor, (which I had in my box) and screwed in the back plate so that it was snug.









There it is, nice and snug.  (I did replace the roll with a new one after I took the picture!) 

Proving that he has been married a long time and learned a few things, hubby did not ask "did you fix the toilet paper roller?", he just told me it looked like I did a good job!




There is a satisfaction that comes with doing something yourself, especially if it is one of those unexpected things that allow you to do something a little outside your comfort zone.  Every woman should have some tools!