Matrix was so nice to put in this diary section. I'm going to start one. I'll just give a very brief background for now. Please feel free to post comments if you want.
I'm 68 years old and retired almost 12 years ago. I live in an urban area in NE Georgia. In 1995 my parents left Florida and put a mobile home on some vacant land I bought years ago out in the country near where I live. At the time they were in their late 70's and I was worried about them living so far away. No brothers and sisters. My father died in 2006. He was the one who fixed everything around the house---carpentry, plumbing, electrical, you name it.
I've since learned to do a lot repairs because I hate the hassle of trying to hire someone, people not showing up, not always good work. Discovered I really like to learn to do things like that, and will continue as long as I am physically able. So this diary will probably have a lot of DIY projects in it. Repairs never seem to end when you are responsible for maintaining two households.
I tend to overthink writing posts to forums, so I'm just going to hit the SUBMIT button now and hope it makes sense. More later....
Georgia must be pretty country. I used to try to do things myself and did do many things myself. But I discovered that I am not a mechanic, or a carpenter. I lean toward science, often my logic helped me with a project or two. But, just as often it screwed things up. I would rather read and analyze the writing of other theorists.
I think women have been overlooked as people who can do what you have done. I believe we all have our niche in a sense. You say you liked to learn to do repairs. Don't you get a feeling of, "Yes!, I did it. Come over and have a look." My mother was a world champion fly tier. She was also a renown fisherman when women barely fished at all.
What did you do for a living before you retired? I was unable to escape the medical profession. It was like God said, "This is it kid. This is your calling. Don't fight it." My mother told me once that I had said, at the age of 5, I wanted to be a doctor. For Christmas once she got me a nurses kit. It was prophetic. I became a nurse when I was in the military.
I have worked in every level of government. What I mean by that is that I worked for towns, cities, states and the federal government. I have held a variety of different jobs from park attendant to medical case manager. I also have a degree in Sociology. This helped me as cross training. I retired from the Veteran's Administration, in a veteran's hospital.
I wanted to go on to become a Sociologist. I wrote half a book my last year of college and was accepted into a masters level program, but the economy was so bad back in the early 80s that it was all we could do to support us. The funny part of it was that I have roughly achieved a masters level education in a very broad spectrum of subjects. You know, its like, "look what I did!"
It broke my heart that I could not go farther in my education. No more of this. Don't want to be a downer. This is supposed to be light. "I see the light!, but it blinded me."
In any case, I grew up in Oregon when it was still wide open. I loved fishing. One of my fondest memories is of sitting next to a stream, in a pasture, on a mat of intense green. It was spring, the first thing in the morning, no sound but the slow moving water. I was 16 years old. There was a peace on me so profound that this one of those memories that has stayed with me all these years. I caught a nice trout while sitting there. It was like God was making that moment as perfect as it could be.
I cannot help but believe that Heaven will be like that. I later became an artist. My early paintings were my memories of pastures, small streams next to the forest with mountains in the background. I feel like Monet who lost his vision finally.
I met a famous artist once. Her name was Zoe Mozert. I think that is the right spelling. She did a piece that hangs in the Smithsonian called "The Three Graces". Zoe was a famous pastel artist in the 40s. She used to do paintings of the stars which G Is used to hang in their lockers. Pin up girls. Zoe was totally blind when I met her. I remember thinking how horrible that probably was for her. Now I am going blind myself.
I have got to stop. I am literally writing a book. All I wanted to say was, it looks like you are doing well and that is great.