I learned how to cut down a 30 foot tree, rip out a vanity, and shut off the main water valve to my house.
I learned that sometimes when you turn an old water valve back on that it can break, which means you might then need to find the manhole outside and shut off your water from the street.
I learned that sometimes a job that you expect to take a few hours might actually take a few days. I learned how to solder. (And that soldering is different than welding.) I learned to say things like, "I need a three quarter inch ball valve with a quarter turn and copper sweat," and "you have to use the emery cloth and flux before connecting the pipes, heating them with a blow torch, and applying the solder to seal the connection." Not only did I learn how to say these things, I actually understood what they meant. I learned that there is a difference between propane and MAPP gas and that MAPP stands for "methylacetylene-propadiene propane." (Phew, I also learned that even though I'm a teacher, some words are really big and I'm happy for abbreviations.)
The biggest lesson, or more so reminder, that Saturday gave me, though, is that I have the most amazing people in my life that any person could ask for. Without these people, I could not have learned any of these lessons or stayed sane enough to make it through on my own. I realize that there is no way that I could ever fully repay the people who have been so willing to help me out, but I hope that they understand that I am forever grateful.
Despite whatever headaches our day of projects may have brought, I know that it was a day I will remember for some time. So here is to the story we will still be telling in ten years that goes something like, "Remember when you first got your house and we were shining flashlights in the manhole at midnight and praying that the blow torch didn't catch your drywall on fire?" Thanks for the memories :)
