This time I was able to do something I normally can't..... I had offered to help my oldest son on any of his job sites, as an extra hand. He does landscaping and contracting. I always envy the diversity of his work. He may be putting in a patio today and building a terraced wall next week. Well, he accepted my offer and I tagged along to *help* build a walkway and steps over a ledge that had been a dangerous transition from a backyard hill to the patio behind a house.
I don't think I can call what I did much of a help (insert hysterical laughter here). I carried tools, unloaded the truck, screwed in some keyhole screws, cleaned up the work area, and loaded the truck when it was time to go. But mostly what I did was to be amazed at how skilled he has become. I've seen photos of his completed jobs, but it's different when you watch someone work. He has it planned out in his head, and just gets to it. Every cut was accurate and every obstacle easily overcome.
As someone who was involved in many, many home renovations years ago and, being now eager to have my own little "handyman's special" once again, I have gone back to the gym to turn the jelly in my upper arms back into something that resembles muscles. Seriously, the drill got heavy after about the first half hour :(
I refuse to buy tools with pink handles!