Tuesday:) Taking Ladders Into My Own Hands

18 Jul

“Challenges are gifts that force us to search for a new center of gravity. Don’t fight them. Just find a new way to stand.”

~Oprah Winfrey


No, that wasn’t a typo… I want to talk about taking ladders into your own hands. Women often rely on men to take care of tough tasks or heavy lifting. I was married for 39 years to a man who traveled all the time, and when he wasn’t traveling, he was gone golfing, or fishing or… well, into some other things or people that I won’t get into. As a result, I became pretty self-reliant when it came to tedious tasks and emergencies around the house. It was good training for my new independent life.

A few days ago, I was on the phone with my sister when I heard that old familiar chirping sound of the smoke alarm warning low battery. She was concerned about me and suggested I find a neighbor or friend to climb the ladder for me. I wasn’t sure which of the many alarms was chirping, and if it was one of those really high obscure hard to get to devices, I assured her that I’d ask for help. She said, “I don’t want you climbing up on a ladder. You could fall.” I told her that if it was one of the high hard to get to batteries, I’d drive over to my local fire station and recruit a cute fireman for help.

I went upstairs and listened for the source of the intermittent chirp. It was on the ceiling above my work table where I paint. I got a new 9 volt battery, checked the charge on my tongue, (learned that trick) grabbed the ladder out of the walk-in attic, and put my cell phone in my pocket…just in case I fell. I was determined to change it myself. It wasn’t easy because I had to climb up to the third step to see the opening of the detector, and it was really hard to open. I went up and down the ladder several times, getting a flashlight, then a screwdriver to open the hard plastic, and then a couple of times to rest my arms. And let’s not forget trying to balance and take a selfie at the same time.

After much frustration, I was able to open, replace the battery, and close it up. Then, I kept my fingers crossed when I pushed the reset check button. It squealed and said, “Warning, warning…” I have a talking device. But, I got ‘er done. I was very proud of myself.

It wasn’t the first nor be the last time that “I will take ladders into my own hands.”

2 Responses to “Tuesday:) Taking Ladders Into My Own Hands”

  1. ccbarr July 18, 2018 at 12:57 am #

    Way to go champ! Cute selfie. Reminds me of single days. Got by with a can of WD-40,needle nose pliers,and a high heel(hammer)

    • toniandrukaitis July 18, 2018 at 2:58 am #

      Thanks! A little scarier being single all of a sudden in your sixties. But, my mamma raised a tough, strong, smart girl,

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