So as you know I have started working for Habitat for Humanity. It's awesome. I still feel like its not really work. I actually really enjoy it. When I first started I knew working on the job site was going to bring the biggest challenges, like how it took me over an hour to pull out nails from 3 2X4 and I got a few good blisters from it.
Or how I worked with a volunteer to nail a board up to a wall and he decided to "help" me by holding the board for me. Well his hand was right under the nail I needes to pound in, I told him you sure you want to leave your hand there? He insisted, I warned him. I missed the nail, thank GOD I did not hit his hand, but sure enough he didn't keep his hand there anymore.
Not many women on the job site. Especially pregnant women on the job site. I pick up coffee and donuts every Wed morning from Tim Hortons, every Sat. morning from Dunkin, the battle within myself of eating or not eating a donut goes on until its time for lunch. I hear myself saying your pregnant who cares, then I hear myself saying 2 donuts a week is not gonna look pretty on my ass after this baby is born.
I must have a cup of coffee. Experimented with this and the migraines come instantly when I do not . With Riley I had no coffee.... Funny how the second baby you are instantly way more laid back.
Well with the coffee comes my wonderful meetings with the job site bathroom. The John, whatever you wanna call it. The first few Saturdays I was working my butt off that I didn't have to use it much. But now oh man oh man... Why is it that every time you walk into one you have to look down in there?
Maybe its just me, but I know that thing hasn't been dumped or anything so I looked once and that's all I should have done. But nope I still look and I still almost throw up and the thought of throwing up in there just makes me wanna passs out... outside of the thing that is. I mean the smell of rotten well you know it doens't mix so well with the bright sunshine on it and me, the pregnant woman on the job site!
So I rush to pee and use the sanitizer and get outta there and go walk to the back and pray I can hold it together.
Today I got to use one of those pneumatic nailers .. I used this thing in one of my theatre classes and I screamed so loud in front of the whole class when I pulled the trigger and the nail went way down on the wrong end of the board. I vowed to never use one of those again..
So because there was only 2 other volunteers I was in a tight spot. I had to do this job. I couldn't hand it off on someone else. I was starting to panic. Hmmm do I use the I dont feel comfortable while Im pregnant card? What other excuse could I come up with? Oh I have to be at the office right now there's a crisis? My mind was racing and before you know it the gun was in my hand. Sparks when a nail goes in.. so intimidating. No excuses came gun in hand I had no choice.
And everything went really well. I took some practice shots and then ended up using it on my own the rest of the morning.
So all this is that I am learning so much, so many things I would have never thought someone would be paying me to do. And every day I grin more and more on the inside taking all this in, so I can really show my husband I know exactly what hes talking about, if not a bit more. Sure he works in HVAC, but commercial businesses and houses? Come on... Im seeing it all done. Not just one aspect! :) I love that I get to learn new things every day and help such an amazing organization!
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