Have you ever thought about all the things that you learn to do as life progresses?  I am quite certain I am skilled in areas these days that, not too many years ago, I could not have laid claim to.  For instance, I can wrestle down a two year old to apply eye drops in her eyes.  This is not an easy task.  It requires about 3 arms.  Or how is this for skilled? – I can nurse a baby, fix a sandwich, and talk on the phone all pretty much at the same time.  

We are in the middle of a pretty major house remodel.  In an effort to save some money, we are doing a lot of it ourselves.  My husband and my father in law just laid a glue down wood floor in three rooms of our house this weekend.

 I got a bee in my bonnet about getting the old tiles out of our house.  My mind starts churning, wondering just exactly how hard is it to get a tile floor out.  So, I called to mind some of my previous “resume” skills and pulled out a hammer and chisel at about midnight last night.  As it turns out, it really isn’t so hard to get the floor out.  And – no surprise here – but I thought it was SO fun.  No need for therapy to deal with a child who has a constant wrinkle in his sock, pockets that bother him or itchy tags in his shirt.  I’ll just pull out my hammer and chisel before I go to bed knock a few tiles out.

So, after it is all said and done.  I quite certain my resume could look something like this:

Inspector of all things poop ( who pooped, when, why, and did they wipe) 5 years

Nursing/Pregnant – 4 years (pretty much either one or the other or both)

Hammer and chisel – going on 13 years now