I consider myself to be at least fairly independent. Meaning, I can take care of myself. Mostly. That’s not to say that I don’t rely on people too much. I definitely do.
Still, I know myself and while I think I handle most things life throws at me, there are a few things that I’ve decided to give up learning at the age of 32.
Why waste time tying to learn what you don’t feel like learning?
Anyway, here’s my list.
Change a tire
I know I sound like such a girl. But I just don’t get it. True, I’ve never really tried, but at this point-I don’t really see the point. I do know how to call triple and I just recently figured out how to put air in my tire so I think I’m ok with being a dummy on this one.
Opening up jars
This is probably a combination of my spaghetti arms and tiny hands, but I’ve never gotten the hang of opening up things. Not only jars, but difficult pill containers, things with twisty ties and the hood of my truck are all beyond my comprehension. I’m ashamed of the amount of food I’ve let go to waste because of my lack of strength. I would resort to breaking jars open on the ground but I’m not very good at sweeping up glass either.
French Braiding my hair
I am constantly amazed at the pictures and real life women who effortlessly braid their hair. I’ve spent hours watching tutorials and sitting in front of a mirror, but I only manage to tie my hair in knots. I give up. Pony tails and bobby pins it is for me.
Painting my own fingernails
I thought this was something I could learn with practice, but it turns out God did not grant me with the ability to paint my nails. Instead he gave me shaky hands and no attention to detail. When I do try, I end up spending the next week telling people that I let a five year old paint them. I’ve even forced my boyfriend to do it for me, and he does a much better job.
Cooking granola, fudge, omelettes, spanish rice, hashbrowns (not from a bag), pancakes, lasagna, anything on the grill, roasted potatoes, bacon, or anything oriental.
Cutting my dog’s hair
In order to save money, I’ve tried this a few times. Every time poor Stevie ends up looking even more homeless than usual. I’m pretty sure I’ve made even her embarrasses to be seen in public.
Putting boxes at the top of my closet-
I’m officially done with giant rubber tubs falling on top of my head. I’m 5’2″. I have the grace of two legged dog and standing on a chair whilst holding 25 pounds above my head is no long an option. Big rubbermade tubs will officially live on the floor of my room. (Until my boyfriend gets tired of it being there and puts it up himself).
Putting on fake eyelashes
Women, you never cease to amaze me. Luckily, I have friends who are excellent at this and I don’t have any problem with asking them.
Dealing with customer service
This is something that I probably CAN do, but at this point I would rather walk down sixth street naked. I’m not good At explaining my problem, and I’m not good at keeping my frustration from turning to tears. As a result, I probably pay more than I should for most services and I’ve been known to go without Internet for weeks.
Own anything nice
I really have lost my privilege to own nice things. In the last two years I’ve broken my laptop, my kindle, 3 phones, my iPad and gotten in 4 wrecks. I’ve lost all my jewelry, stained all my nice clothes, and recently lost my new kindle. This is why I only buy things from thrift stores.
Is there anything in life that you’ve given up on?