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Light went out in over-stove microwave a week or so ago. Christine had just gotten the dehumidifier replacement handled and was Unhappy. I quickly tracked down part and installation technique. Part has been here a while and yesterday i put it down as a condition of enoughness (IE: one thing that i can do to say i got the things done for that day). Dinner didn't need the stove, and only the microwave briefly. There was time between groceries and dinner: i had opportunity. I had all the tools, knowledge and parts: means. So i kicked myself in the motivator.
Three screws out easy, fourth stuck. Not the most ergonomic situation, pressing up on the driver into the screw trying to get the leverage to make it budge. I took the filters out, long overdue for a cleaning, cleaned those, applied WD-40. Eventually, we fubar'ed the Phillips head slot.
The internet let me know there are such things as screw extractors. Lowes was open for another 45 minutes so i drove over, had a sales person look at the screw and they picked out the teensy tinest screw extractor. The little tool mount they had would not hold the extractor: took a few pokes for them to look at 5/64 of an inch and conclude that actually, that was smaller than 1/4". So i should use a crescent wrench. That sounded like a disaster, so i bought locking pliers (has been on my, "I bet it would be useful to have" list for a while).
I tried again, but i think i need a third hand -- i don't think i can apply the upwards pressure and turn. Christine asked for me to put it off. I internet'ed and ordered another set of crew extractors that look like they would fit in our driver, and ponder using my drill with the tiny bit.
This morning i started trying to get the filters back in and the carbon filters will not stick in their slot and my back spasmed well and good. BLEEP.
This is why quick little projects never bleeping ever get bleeping done.
I told work i was out, thinking i would just skip meetings, but as soon as i told work, my skull reminded me of yesterday's headache, my chest and sinuses reminded me of the low grade congestion, and my concentration disappeared. And then it was 12:45? And coherency hasn't returned but coffee has perked me up.
--== ∞ ==--
One of the things i have learned about ADHD is that there's a outsized reaction to criticism, or implicit criticism, or judgement, or the potential for judgement. I'm trying to identify it more often and push back from the feeling. Recently, i couldn't push all the way back and wanted to talk about it. At lunch i asked my sister AITA and told her the story, from my point of view, and got a resounding no, followed by agreement about what the appropriate actions should have been, and also a little commiseration. ("Women should not be afraid to piss other people off," she quoted from somewhere, noting acculturation to prioritize getting along over many other things.)
After i got home i found myself thinking, "But AITA for telling L-- the story and asking her AITA?"
Yay, i have reached recursive insecurity.
*rolling my eyes at my brain*
Three screws out easy, fourth stuck. Not the most ergonomic situation, pressing up on the driver into the screw trying to get the leverage to make it budge. I took the filters out, long overdue for a cleaning, cleaned those, applied WD-40. Eventually, we fubar'ed the Phillips head slot.
The internet let me know there are such things as screw extractors. Lowes was open for another 45 minutes so i drove over, had a sales person look at the screw and they picked out the teensy tinest screw extractor. The little tool mount they had would not hold the extractor: took a few pokes for them to look at 5/64 of an inch and conclude that actually, that was smaller than 1/4". So i should use a crescent wrench. That sounded like a disaster, so i bought locking pliers (has been on my, "I bet it would be useful to have" list for a while).
I tried again, but i think i need a third hand -- i don't think i can apply the upwards pressure and turn. Christine asked for me to put it off. I internet'ed and ordered another set of crew extractors that look like they would fit in our driver, and ponder using my drill with the tiny bit.
This morning i started trying to get the filters back in and the carbon filters will not stick in their slot and my back spasmed well and good. BLEEP.
This is why quick little projects never bleeping ever get bleeping done.
I told work i was out, thinking i would just skip meetings, but as soon as i told work, my skull reminded me of yesterday's headache, my chest and sinuses reminded me of the low grade congestion, and my concentration disappeared. And then it was 12:45? And coherency hasn't returned but coffee has perked me up.
--== ∞ ==--
One of the things i have learned about ADHD is that there's a outsized reaction to criticism, or implicit criticism, or judgement, or the potential for judgement. I'm trying to identify it more often and push back from the feeling. Recently, i couldn't push all the way back and wanted to talk about it. At lunch i asked my sister AITA and told her the story, from my point of view, and got a resounding no, followed by agreement about what the appropriate actions should have been, and also a little commiseration. ("Women should not be afraid to piss other people off," she quoted from somewhere, noting acculturation to prioritize getting along over many other things.)
After i got home i found myself thinking, "But AITA for telling L-- the story and asking her AITA?"
Yay, i have reached recursive insecurity.
*rolling my eyes at my brain*