Home repair scares me. Apparently I'm decent enough at it but it scares me nonetheless.
Plumbing is the worst. It makes no sense why. If anything should scare me, you'd think it would be electrical work. Alas, I'm most scared of a dripping fixture from me screwing up a connection and thus flooding our house slowly and compromising the structure of our home.
Today, Katie wanted me to swap the faucet on our kitchen sink. Simple enough, sure. But I labored over it, reading the instructions over and over expecting to miss some minor detail that would eff it all up and kill our house.
I did it, though. It's done. And it's very pretty and working without a leak. Yay me!