Very difficult. It wasn't too hard taking the old faucet out. Seemed fairly simple. Thought I would just do everything in reverse, drop the new one in, tighten the screws and there you go. Wrong. Details escape me now but it was a two day project. I would NOT give up. You have to have a certain wrench, in case you didn't know. Another trip to the store. You have to practically stand on your head under the sink, one hand turning the big heavy special wrench and one holding everything else tight. I bet I had a butt crack going on too. Finally, all done! Yea! Turned on the water...spewed everywhere and leaked. Now what? Not giving up. Something about plumbers putty and washers, I don't know but it was an ordeal! I finally finished and was one satisfied woman. I remember taking a picture of the faucet just like Flory. I'm so glad I did it. And I'll never do it again!
Years and years ago it was time to buy a new car. My husband always does that, but I said, "No, I want to do it myself!" I am woman, hear me roar. So off I went. I knew what I wanted to spend, I was open on the car, but it had to be new. My first approach was to walk in, tell them how much I had to spend. They said, "Sorry. No can do. Impossible." I said, "Sorry. That's my best offer." And I would leave. Okay, I was assertive, step one, but it got me nowhere and wasted a whole day.
Learned to soften my approach a little, and it worked better. Took a couple of weeks but I found my car and my "deal". I bough a new Chevy Corsica, beautiful blue. Remember those? The sales guy and I spent an entire half day together. We both knew I would buy this car. But neither of us would budge on the negotiations at a certain point. He told me, "I'd much rather deal with a man than haggle with a woman. They are relentless. A man will back down." The man's ego doesn't want to look cheap. I didn't care.
He and I actually had a good time going back and forth, bantering a little. I ended up walking out. I'd been told you have to be willing to walk out. We were now quibbling over $250! But it was a matter of principle. He called me the next day. I came back. We split the difference. I bought the car.
I cannot tell you what that experience did for me. That and the faucet. It was part of a process when I was (finally) claiming my power. Not just as a woman, but as an adult person. I did feel powerful. I did it from start to finish. It was a big deal. I don't need to do it again. My husband can take it from here...although I do drive a better bargain!
Have you done anything lately to claim your power? Tell me what and all the juice details.
Enjoy the day!