All I wanted to do was put in a new towel bar to pretty up the bathroom. The first screw came out of the old one easily with my handy-dandy portable screw driver and two hands to lift it. The 2nd screw would not budge. Nothing I tried helped and my arms got too tired to continue. It is a good thing I couldn't find a hammer or there might be a hole in the wall right now, haha, as IF I could swing a hammer. Grrr, I just want to be able to do these little things without asking for help. I hope it is okay to vent here. So I had to ask DH for help, sucker came right off, Grrrrr!
AARGH! One stupid screw - frustration!
Cathy that scenario is familiar to us all from time to time, even before we got our health issues. You probably made DH feel good about being needed.
I still struggle with a manual can opener because I don't have adequate counter space. Last week, I ran it through the dishwasher and didn't use it for several days. I was in the middle of cooking and when I tried to use it, it was seized up. Rusted and wouldn't budge. I turned the stove off and went looking for the machine oil. I've bought no telling how many cans of WD40 and those little squirt cans and couldn't even find a can with fumes in it. Then I had the brilliant idea to use cooking oil. I applied it about four times and wiggled the gadget many times over a period of almost two hours. Finally had success. By then I had lost the urge and satisfied myself with a peanut butter sandwich. Always something. Yes I know how you felt.
Thanks for understanding, I feel like I've had a hug.
And my DH doesn't understand that a PB sandwich is an adequate dinner!