In September I joined the cohort of retired citizens about 2 years before I had planned (company merger, downsize the old guys, yada yada yada). The last room in our house that needs an upgrade is the master bath. You have encouraged me to give it a go, in an attempt to save some cabbage. I sure do respect my Dad for doing so many things himself, way back before YouTube videos. I think the first YouTube video I used was about 10 years ago, when my Campagnolo shift lever mechanism broke. I had heard that Campy was great because you could repair the innards. Low and behold, a YouTube video guided me through it. A little $5 piece of hardware, a YouTube video, and an hour of my time, bada bing!
I think Two-Piece Fetus would be a good band name for a one-person-band wherein the musical contraption worn by the performer is considered an equal member and possibly even the band's manager. Also, if crowdfunding was able to resurrect this - https://www.evelknieveltoys.com/ -
then maybe there's hope for Visible Man and Visible Woman.
I suppose I have delved into the DIY realm a couple of times, and survived it. I'm very envious of your bravery in this regard as, having once attempted to change my starter moter in my Buick as a kid and ended up with a broken car stuck in various places around Atlanta, I vowed never to do it again. I suppose I can lay claim to having solved problems around video and audio editing and design by just diving in, but something about DIY construction just scares the willies out of me.
My original intent was to focus on overcoming the fear of destroying stuff — to me it's that moment where you saw through the tie rod or take the hammer to the tile or whatever that really powers the whole project. I always recognize the point of no return, but I am, as you're probably aware, somewhat reckless. Most of the time it pays off. I've been lucky insofar as the times it didn't pay off weren't deadly to anyone and only cost me sums of money I could afford, if somewhat painfully.
I remember reading John Krakauer arguing that the difference between Chris McCandless and John Muir was just luck. McCandless died and was called a stupid amateur, while Muir survived and was called a rugged individualist. But one way or another we all have to walk out on that tightrope at some point. It can involve stripping all the roofing material off your house or playing the first note of an improvised solo. Not all that different really.
The difference is always between what you believe you can survive (for me, a solo) and what you believe you can't survive (for me, a disconnected dishwasher). The difference is internal!
In September I joined the cohort of retired citizens about 2 years before I had planned (company merger, downsize the old guys, yada yada yada). The last room in our house that needs an upgrade is the master bath. You have encouraged me to give it a go, in an attempt to save some cabbage. I sure do respect my Dad for doing so many things himself, way back before YouTube videos. I think the first YouTube video I used was about 10 years ago, when my Campagnolo shift lever mechanism broke. I had heard that Campy was great because you could repair the innards. Low and behold, a YouTube video guided me through it. A little $5 piece of hardware, a YouTube video, and an hour of my time, bada bing!
My dad and grandpa were the same way — they'd just dive in. Can't imagine what they could have done if YouTube had been around. Good luck!
I think Two-Piece Fetus would be a good band name for a one-person-band wherein the musical contraption worn by the performer is considered an equal member and possibly even the band's manager. Also, if crowdfunding was able to resurrect this - https://www.evelknieveltoys.com/ -
then maybe there's hope for Visible Man and Visible Woman.
Let's start a company!
I suppose I have delved into the DIY realm a couple of times, and survived it. I'm very envious of your bravery in this regard as, having once attempted to change my starter moter in my Buick as a kid and ended up with a broken car stuck in various places around Atlanta, I vowed never to do it again. I suppose I can lay claim to having solved problems around video and audio editing and design by just diving in, but something about DIY construction just scares the willies out of me.
My original intent was to focus on overcoming the fear of destroying stuff — to me it's that moment where you saw through the tie rod or take the hammer to the tile or whatever that really powers the whole project. I always recognize the point of no return, but I am, as you're probably aware, somewhat reckless. Most of the time it pays off. I've been lucky insofar as the times it didn't pay off weren't deadly to anyone and only cost me sums of money I could afford, if somewhat painfully.
I remember reading John Krakauer arguing that the difference between Chris McCandless and John Muir was just luck. McCandless died and was called a stupid amateur, while Muir survived and was called a rugged individualist. But one way or another we all have to walk out on that tightrope at some point. It can involve stripping all the roofing material off your house or playing the first note of an improvised solo. Not all that different really.
The difference is always between what you believe you can survive (for me, a solo) and what you believe you can't survive (for me, a disconnected dishwasher). The difference is internal!