I find it difficult to ask for help. Always have. It was a hindrance in college. I never asked for help, even if I had an extremely difficult time grasping a certain concept. I’ve worked on my car and motorcycle and used only a book for a guide. Work around the house was almost always done by me and Hubby. This was a “fixer” when we bought it and we’ve done a lot.
Since Hubby’s been gone, I’ve learned to embrace the concept of asking for help. I realized that with the 3 kids, 3 dogs, and working in my “free” time that I would snap if I tried to do everything. I hired a gardener; he was already next-door every week anyhow. That was the biggest hurdle. I use to bale hay for goodness sake and now I can’t take care of a yard by myself?! It’s been a load off my mind.
Today, I had help from two friend’s husbands. Each completed a task that I could have done on my own, but now I don’t have to.
One husband took our RV in to have a smog check so I could renew license registration. The battery was dead and wasps had built a nest in the engine compartment. It was a little more of a project than he had anticipated, but he didn’t complain. I’m loaning an outdoor projector to them for their next camping trip. (we use it to project movies onto the outside of the RV)
Husband #2 routed the wires for my new TV through the wall so there is nothing distracting from my new pretty TV. I had him and his family over for dinner and swimming tonight.
I am so grateful to have friends like these that I can depend on. I feel very blessed.
As far as asking for help, I don’t think I’ll ever have a housekeeper. That’s a major step.