DIY Life Lesson

Through my window in Cornwall today I found a little DIY life lesson from a flat pack sun lounger…

An attempt at seeking “ultimate comfort” in self-isolation hadn’t bode well. In a second, the instructions I was reading had already cut me down to size.

“WARNING: Two people are required to assemble this item.”

As if I didn’t know I was alone in a lockdown here was a cheap multi-position lounger attempting to rub it in my position was in fact untenable. I felt my heart sink. I felt useless. I felt frustrated. I suddenly felt more lonely than ever.

I walked away from the box of parts and multiple screws thinking of giving up. I kept coming back but then abandoning it when I didn’t have enough hands to hold things in place. When I’d watched it fall apart for the umpteenth time. When I felt it wasn’t just the lounger who had a screw loose.

But, on the third day, I rose again – and something inside me had changed. I felt a strong determination. A desire to fight this two person job injustice. An utter refusal to be defeated by this literal DIY.

Yes, it did take me an overly long 3 days to do something that should have been so simple. 3 days of frustration interspersed with a surprising gamut of emotions. And somehow this piece of black rattan effect garden furniture was inadvertently having an ever so slightly illuminating impact on me in these strange times. Like a weird metaphor of encouragement for the power of adaptation. A discount sun lounger with a rich but simple life lesson.

Those tears and swearing moments had in fact led to rousing roars cheering myself on. Because I simply kept trying. Each time I tweaked my technique. Changed my position. And all at once I was then flying. My allen key and spanner dual action that had been so utterly cack handed suddenly found its stride. I was finally in a DIY comfort zone – a few spanner twists away from that promised “ultimate comfort”. I’d finally cracked it. And adapted.

Admittedly, when I then laid out the lounger to have a go…it began to rain. But I worry not. I now know I shall live to lounge another day. A tiny, timely reminder that whatever the frustration or challenge I do believe we can and will adapt in time – clumsily, slowly and surely. As long as we don’t give up ?

Debbie Geraghty is a passionate advocate for creativity and equality. An introduction to her activities is available here.

By Debbie Geraghty

Hailing from Scotland and now living in Cornwall, UK. A window gazing lover of river and clouds. A visual storyteller and wondering wanderer who tries to live deeply - but lightly.

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