Though I like to think of myself as a fairly independent modern working woman with a passable set of "urban assault" skills, I can't help but to turn into helpless girl mush when it comes to certain things and almost always ask for help. Like opening jars. Programming anything that uses a battery or has a remote. Grilling. Assembling items that require a multi-page instructional book. Flipping any sort of switch in the utility room. Things that live under the hood of the car.
However, as "damsel in distress" that I can be sometimes, there are also things that somehow pride overrides and refuses to let me budge on, so I go on alone without a whimper. Like hauling around stuff - packages, groceries, rearranging furniture. Losing my way - men aren't the only ones who don't ask for directions. Making a meal - unless it involves grilling, I'll do everything except that. Doing the laundry - maybe I am a sucker for punishment, or maybe I am so Type A no one else knows the right (i.e., my) way of folding towels.
(What I for sure never need help with? Finding anything on the Internet. I have a black belt in Google kung fu - if it's on the Internet, I will find it somehow).
What things do you often finding yourself asking for help with? And are there things you're too proud to ask for help with?
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