Handy Man

I love that I have a handy husband. In our time together he has fixed so many things I loose count. He has saved us so much money by doing jobs that anyone else would hire out. He landscapes, he does electrical, he repairs walls, he can do plumbing, he fixes cars, he can install anything. Mostly it is his no-fear attitude and sound mechanical understanding. I can only think of one time that he took something apart and couldn't quite get it back together the right way. That's a pretty good track record.

Anyway, these are all the things that were running through my mind to calm my anxiety as I watched my husband take apart my car piece by piece. The kitchen looked like an auto salvage yard. The inside of the car looked eerily like the terminator. Why was he doing this you ask? All for the cause of having a DVD player on the ceiling. Santa brought us the unit for Christmas knowing full well that it would mean a very big project for Michael.

Long story short, the car did go back together again. We have a wonderful DVD player in the car for those long drives, and I have a happy husband who has completed yet another impossible handy man task for the family.