Despite my protests, the last few long weekends have brought many DIY projects. Things were cleaned, rooms have been painted, windows repaired, trees were cut down and others planted. When all of this started a few weeks ago the list was fairly long. As I have worked through my projects the list has remained daunting with new tasks added at about the same pace that I cross off the others. The DIY treadmill?
I know I am not alone in my toil. Familiar faces bond at the local DIY store were we seek advice, supplies and tools we will probably only use once. We all have our DIY loyalty cards, but we openly weep when we overhear someone quote the trade price. Regardless of what we buy, our cars are always slightly too small. You can spot us DIY guys on Saturday mornings, seat wedged ridiculously close to the steering wheel, our peripheral vision impossibly obscured by fence posts, bags of cement and a forest of bargain-bin plants. The pièce de résistance in all of this must be the box of 250 screws sitting on the front seat when just one will get the job done. Of course it is not impossible to buy just one screw.
Over hundreds of weekends and an equal number of trips to the DIY store I have amassed a treasure trove of nails, brackets, handles, fasteners and miscellaneous bits of timber, adhesives and putties (the list goes on). Every project yields extra parts. Predictably though still mysteriously, even those projects that had no parts to begin with seem to produce left over stuff. All these extra parts need to live somewhere and so is born the DIYer’s collection.
It was after regular store hours when I found myself lacking one stainless steel screw to repair a gate that was apparently damaged by the Easter Bunny (or so In was told). In my panic I looked for a DIY store open late. Who doesn’t fix a gate at 9.45pm on Sunday (Easter Sunday at that)? None of the DIY stores complied and I sat down to contemplate some other solutions. I was desperate, really desperate.
As I sunk to the depths of despair over another incomplete project, I was struck with an epiphany. Could my DIY graveyard yield the missing piece of hardware? The giant metal bin was bulging with a lifetime of project castoffs. With the use of a well placed skateboard I was able to position the bin just so. Calling on what was surely super human strength, I upended the great DIY bin.
It was like Christmas. Yes I found the stainless steel screw and I fixed the gate. More importantly I found reminders of the many MacGyver inspired solutions I had come up with over the years. Experience is a great teacher. Of course attaching this piece to that would not stand the test of time. I know that now, but didn’t when I tried it the first time.
What can we learn by revisiting those long forgotten projects? Are we really learning or are we moving from one project to the next, relying on the same insights and capabilities, but expecting bigger and bigger outcomes?
SDG