You’re a doer
My wife got me one of those wristband fitness gadgets that monitors my activity (“10,000 steps a day!”), so I’ve been out walking more, especially with the beautiful springtime weather in Iowa. Call me snoopy, but as I navigate the newish neighborhood near our house, my eyes seem to laser-lock on any open garage door, curious if I can glean a storage or organization idea, I guess. More often than not, though, I’m stunned by the absolute lack of stuff. Where are the shovels, rakes, and spreader for taking care of the lawn and garden? Where are the mechanic’s tools and floor jack for doing basic service on the car? Where are the sawhorses and DIY tools for painting, plumbing, and patching drywall? This generation of homeowners does more “hiring” than “doing.”…