Just finished my Sh'Bam class for the evening about one and a half hour ago and since then I've been home to get some bags together, drive across town to Johanna and Victors place (which will be MINE on sunday!! :)) to leave my stuff and the summer tyres in the storage room. And on my way home I thought I m u s t change that stupid broken light on the car before I get fined some ridiculous amount for driving with just one light in this wintertime pitch black country...
Ok, now this might not be much to most. But I have never done it before, and to be honest - never really planned on doing it ever, but hey things change. So since the guy in the gas station couldn't go outside I tried myself. Not sure whether all the somewhat bad words I was t hi n k i n g actually might also have come out loud, cause the guy had opened the small window by the till and asked if I wanted him to guide me? IF??? For heavens sake - why do you think I'm at a gas station at eleven at night to change a f-ing light bulb I bought already several days ago?!? YES please..!
And so even though I realise I probably couldn't have done it without him I was soooo proud of myself when I actually made it!
Thinking I might fix something else tomorrow. Or build. Maybe with wood and a hammer. Yup, feels about right.
Night night /Åsa the Handy(wo)man ;)
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