This weekend my wife built a fence.
A colleague at work was in need of a more secure yard for her dog, and Barbara volunteered to help her. She gave her labor, and a roll of chain link fencing we had that was surplus to our needs.
My contribution to the project was rolling up the fencing material and putting it in the car. I also hunted down a few tools, and prepared a lunch.
The fencing material alone weighed over a hundred pounds, and she and her friend had to set posts, and wire the fence up.
It's not that I'm lazy - well, I am, but not that lazy. But my help wasn't needed, and wasn't wanted, because I am still pretty sick and tire quickly.
Still, it was a strange feeling. I have a PhD in structural engineering, and have done a lot of construction, from fence-setting to large-scale concrete work. I used to be the go-to guy for this sort of thing.
I watched her drive off with mixed feelings. And I watched the cell phone, wondering if she'd need me after all.
And that is a good thing. Barbara increased her confidence level another notch. She gauged that she could do the work on her own, and she was right.
Have you ever tackled a project on your own, where you think maybe you'd need help but still wanted to try it? How did it go?