#if you break you are not repaired you are replaced
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being overly focused on one's own needs/desires is a guarantee for unhappiness but also if I don't focus on them I know from many years of bitter experience that nobody else will but also if I was really committed to not focusing on them how would I ever even realize that nobody else is focusing on them
#if you are a man you are a disposable good full stop#if you break you are not repaired you are replaced#you ever ask your brake pads what's the matter when they start squealing?#sit down with your bald tires and ask them what happened?#you throw that shit in the trash
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Thinking about Orchid and her connection to my take on Gender (because this was meant to be about her and the Crew but it just devolved into a character analysis kinda??? More trauma-dumping maybe???) This is very much an oc/personal rant so feel free to ignore it 🫡
So, Orchid started off as a character I didn't really think much of (hear me out this is going to be relevant) because I wanted to add a 'girl' character but didn't know what to *do* with her, y'know? She was always going to be the strongest one there, she had the odds stacked in her favor with her parents. She was always going to be the gloomy side-character to match Reset's energy. But I think she's gone through every stage of Generic Woman I could possibly find.
At first she was angry and abrasive (think Fell!Sans) where every other word was a curse and she was likely to throw the first punch then laugh as she kicks her enemy while they're down. This was when Reset was a cartoonishly self-centered villain whose goal was simply to prove others wrong. Then Orchid became a sort of sisterly figure. This was short-lived, but she was the one comforting people who Reset would torment, but would ultimately follow his orders, because at this point he was actually a danger and sadistic. And then there was the phase where the story mellowed out and she became the token Goth Girl who, yes she was strong, but was heavy on the 'whatever' energy. Then there was her Era of deep self-loathing and anxiety about her worth that held her back and made her a much more timid and meek character who would only lash out on occasion.
Now, Orchid is the best of those iterations I've written yet. She's calm, level-headed, and a natural leader. Her father raised those traits into her. But she's very reactive, and can be silly, and when she's comfortable it's likely that air of importance transforms into something more comfortable and familiar. She laughs loudly and grins wide, she likes loud video-games but loves to read in the quiet. She's extremely disciplined, and normally no one can get through her tough exterior besides her best friend, Reset. She does what she does for her own enjoyment, sure, but she's thought of every angle and makes her choice to help Reset and control the others with her whole chest. She still worries she won't live up to her invisible expectations, and that and her loyalty are her two driving forces.
I know that Orchid is important to me because she's the longest-running female oc I've had. I have a rough relationship with womanhood/girlhood and I know looking back that Orchid recieved every ounce of my distaste for being a woman that I could shovel into her. That never made her less of a character, she was actually always one of my favorites, and rarely was she a 'punching bag oc'. I just... projected onto her a lot. And she's a good sign of how I've learned who I am. I've decided that my own femininity is something I could live without. I'd rather not associate myself with it, and I'd like to leave it in my past, focusing on a future where I'm not tied down with any gender roles or expectations. That won't happen, but I've come to terms with it myself. Orchid though? I figured out through her that I don't have to hate women characters. My own distaste for my circumstances doesn't mean I have to push it onto my characters (on God I've never expressed anything rude to actual people, that'd be rude as hell and uncalled for, but I have a bad habit of disliking fictional women in media). So, Orchid is a well-roubded character finally. She has motivations abd goals and a *lot* more depth than I ever expected her to. She's happy with being a woman, she's content. She's not treated differently for it in unfair ways by those she cares about, so she doesn't mind it. She likes to wear pretty outfits and lets Reset add bows to her ribbons. She doesn't let being a woman hold her back in the slightest.
So, yeah. Orchid is one of my babies. If I ever leave this Fandom behind for good, she's one that's coming with (Ichor, Orchid, and Pretender all have human designs I can use elsewhere lol-) but in the meantime I'll just rotate her around in my brain for a while longer.
If I'm right, she's been with me for nearly 5-6 years and I went through a *lot* with her as an outlet. So, she's kinda just like an old stuffed animal. A lil ripped, matted fur, maybe a stain or two, but there's a story there and that makes it important beyond belief.
#spotatalk#i'm just gonna drop this in the queue I guess?#but I'm writing this on the last day of june so....#whenever this rolls around will be a jumpscare abd a half I guess?#I think honestly I coukd do a full breakdown of the Crew and why they're all expressions of me but like#quick summary is#Reset: Wants approval from people but mostly clings to the past. is afraid of losing his brother and acts on it to bring him back. i#<- I lack that conviction to do whatever you have to to get your way. i worry my brother and I have a weird gap between us we wont repair#Orchid: Uhhh woman. lots of pressure that she had at one time that's now no being pressed but she still tries to live up to it also.#<- I don't like the pressure of being a woman. also gifted-kid who cannot move past the pressures imposed to be 'perfect' and it's screwed#Stereo: Pulled into a situation he doesn't want to be in initially. it's bad for him but he likes the people so he decides to stay#<- I see the good in people. even when they hurt others around me. I was a bystander often and should've left the situations. paralelling.#Monochrome: Afraid. No purpose or preperation in life. soneone offers to guide him and he takes that offer because it's better than home.#<- Kinda self-explanitory but I've got little direction and feel lost a lot of the time. If I'm given a path I usually walk it no hesitation#and... for fun let's do some others!#Haphazard: Cleaning up after others since childhood. he's never really gotten a break and sees any sort of mess as an enemy#-> He's fixing rifts in universes I gotta patch relationships. there's so much conflict and I'm always so overwhelmed by it#Lost: He's got amnesia. no clue where he is. where he's from. who you are. who he is. he'll know when he gets there. he's sure.#-> I've been hsving minor issues with my memory for years. i coukd be forgetful but sometimes it just escapes me and that's spooky#Teddy: Isolated in her universe for years. she self-mutilated until she liked herself. when she finally met people she compulsively lied#-> Much more extreme version of how isolated I sonetines feel. hobbies can't replace human interaction but it's hard#oh and Ichor: God who loves mortals but cannot seem to find ones who will prove hin right for his trust and care#<- I've got a big heart. i express it often but the sentinent is scoffed off a lot. I get beat down about it and just keep moving forward#Pretender: Knows who he is. however the world doesn't like it much so he acts how they expect him to or isolates away#<- I still present femme when I'm nb/agender. i bend and break to people's perception of me. if I can't solve something I run.#okay I feel more insane than when ai started but these stupid skeletons have helped me through so many mental health problems it's only a#little bit funny 🙏
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Just thinking about those soft, mundane moments with Bakugou.
#you know the ones that would probably make the most boring fics? but somehow they’re so comforting#like you forget your phone in your rush to work and he drops it in to you before he starts his shift#or you forget your headphones and he brings them to you on your lunchbreak so you don’t have to sit on the train home in silence#or him turning the heating on before he leaves for his night shift so you come home to a warm house#a warm mug of tea waiting at home for you after a night out#you mention you need more space for your makeup so he goes out and buys you shelves/a cabinet#soft cuddles after a bad day while he reads a book#legs intertwined on the couch while you watch tv/play games#sitting in silence while you play the same two player switch game together#bringing you your handbag/shoes when you’re trying to get ready for an important event/gala#silly mirror selfies when you’re trying to do chores#grocery shopping together when he’s stopped by little kids every two seconds#grabbing coffee before a date in the park where he just knows your order without asking or speaking a word#<<< ORDERING FOR YOU#fixing your necklace/bracelet when it breaks#or replacing your favourite shirt when it’s broken beyond repair#just little domestic couple things🥺
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uhh any umineko fans im mutuals with interested in a slightly damaged maria figure.
#shitpost#these figures have like. an issue where the studs on their feet get damaged#so like. they get stuck in the stand#so uh. my maria just had both of hers break#my jessica already had one broken years ago#but i may buy myself a replacement maria because of this#and id rather not just toss the damaged figure. one o the studs i was able to get out of the stand#so this could be fixed with glue#but my repair to jessica didn't go well so i dont really want to repair another#so uh. if anyone wants a maria. id feel bad just throwing her away#id send her to you for free once i buy myself a replacement#i still have her original box and everything#uh hmu if interested#if you can repair the stud or figure out a way to have her stand the damage will NOT be visible#so shes in good shape still
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how angry do you think my mom's mechanic will be when i drop the hot take that there's no such thing as a domestic car. i think very but he needs to hear it
#if you are too lazy to simply order the part needed and put it where it needs to go#i hate to break it to you but you are a bad fucking mechanic#the only difference btwn 'foreign' cars and 'donestic' cars is the price and source of the part#if i can figure out how to rewire my jetta at 20 years old with no formal education#you with all the formal education in the world can figure out how to replace my fucking timing belt#you are just being mean and don't want to wait for germany to send the part#my post#alsooo#if you own a domestic car please do the easy work yourself#youtube and online oem parts shops are your best friend! right to repair babe!
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Taking up repair as a hobby is one of the best decisions I’ve made I think
#I’d love to find a way to make money repairing/mending peoples clothes and bags#it might be tricky doing an online service and handling the shipping costs tho#but man. it’s so wonderful#being able to repair anything#I take the zippers out of anything that’s fallen apart too much to salvage#like my old pleather jackets from middleschool that deteriorated. or a rain jacket I found at camp that was falling apart#and because I have all these zippers#if a zipper goes on one of my beloved jackets I can’t just replace it#my dad has a really nice down jacket he’s had for years. and the zipper is finally going on it#and it was so awesome just getting to tell him hey#when it finally breaks I can replace the zipper for you#and it will literally cost me nothing
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cars are such a financial trap and i very much do not like how american culture has normalized owning one and demands that everyone do so
#literally modern cars are as bad as modern phones#they are designed to last a specific amount of time before they break and they are expensive to replace and upkeep#you constantly play catch-up with car repairs and as soon as you're out of debt something else breaks#cars are evil bank draining things and i loathe them with all my heart
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it always makes me laugh when someone seems shocked by the condition of all my leather. like my stepsister was surprised my boots are so soft but not beat up and im like... uh huh. that's cause i care for them once a month and i re-dye and seal the leather when it gets scuffed
#not to be all 'kids these days'#but i feel like a lots of folks around my age and younger dont understand that some items of clothing#require upkeep to stay nice#and that when you care for them properly they'll last ages#and like i have a tendency to wear my leather until it can no longer be repaired#so like i retired a pair of boots the other year cause id worn 4 large holes into the leather#and the cost to repair (replacing the leather itself is beyond my skillset) was more than new boots#so i replaced mine after that#anyway i was just gifted a new pair of leather shoes#and my stepsister saw me breaking them in and asked why i was doing it#and when i showed her my daily boots and how the way ive cared for them means that theyre in such good condition#she was surprised#sorry im rambling#i legit just spent an hour hitting a pair of shoes with a rubber mallet. im a little out of it#tree talks
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I am so confused by almost everything in this post.
scrunching my face real hard rn
#pls help#what are we even Arguing about and more importantly WHY?#like#theoretically#the body could live forever if all the your cell were constantly repaired and replaced at same rate forever but it doesn't#and because the human body reaches a point where more cells are breaking down then the body can handle people die.#and humans haven't found a single cure to this problem.#so I see no reason#given these facts not to embrace a#aging.#because aging is process that happens to everyone and no one can control that.#so if i have live knowing that death is unavoidable at this current time i at least want to find some joy and beauty in this process#this beautiful bitter sweet process named aging. if i cannot beat the passing of time i wish to embrace it instead#i would rather thank time for what it's given me and greet death like a long lost brother than try and fight against time and death#and live my whole life fearing and being afraid of them#but that's just my two cents#you can tag me or something if any of this made sense to you#or if this blows up for some reason idk
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Omgomgomg I have enough for a CAR!!!!!!! There's a blue 2015 Mazda3 i SV literally One Thousand Miles Away From Me but I'll be in that area for a few days next week........................................ It's like 1.5k over budget so I shouldn't even be thinking about it but like. FUCK
#skippy shut up#if anyone wants to talk cars my specs are -#$10k or lower#100k miles or lower#2015 or newer#japanese but not hyundai or nissan#volvos and volkwagens are also considered but volvos specifically are for when im older and can afford their repairs#hatchback wagon or sedan r the other requirements#i want a truck so bad i want a small tiny manual 2001 ford ranger but their gas mileage sucks and i am a Person Who Drives#i also wish that like. old body styles were still around bc like. i luv me an old outback or cr-v or 4runner but the new ones for all of#those are Just Suvs. if you get a suv you want a MINIVAN theyre more practical and get better gas and will last longer. but no#ideally i also want a 89 suzuki samurai or a 94 geo tracker or! a 2007ish mitsubishi eclipse#Or. Obviously Because I'm Gay I Want An Old Miata. or a new civic i love the new bodies on them theyre tacky but at least they're unique#i would love a veloster but nissians are just too easy to break into. same w hyundai and kia like it's so cool that they have unique bodies#but theyre Bad. and they Suck. and like every brand sucks but like. id love to be a dickhead with an old beater and caseswap it to hell#i want a SLEEPER! i want to pull up at a red light next to a wrx and SMOKE it. the uglier or the more unexpected the car the better#my old car was like that but then we got a Record Breaking Flash Flood! there was not a single fucking issue w my last car#and we'd had it for 12 years in the family#and it broke down Once but didnt even break down bc it was just my transfer case#but it was a very unique model of ford and like. 1 i am never getting another ford unless its a 2001 ranger#2. i genuinely have never seen another type of that model#3. it got like 5mpg above what it was supposed to get which was esp crazy bc it was an awd#idk i miss my car. there was not a damn thing wrong with it. but its a 2007 200k miles and getting the engine replaced wouldnt be worth#which! sucks. so bad so hardcore i miss my car so much there will never be another one like her#anyways. those r my search perimeters if anyone sees anything good in the entire United States of America#i value gas mileage over speed but. damn it would be nice to get some Speed.
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I love you tailors, I love you recycling center employees, I love you jewelry repair people, I love you tech repair people. I love you plumbers, I love you electricians. I love you all maintenance workers, who make it so things don't have to be fully replaced when they break.
There are so many ways to contribute to the climate movement.
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#that washing machine was more emotionally present in my childhood than my actual parents
"smart appliances" fuck u i want them dumb as a brick and incidentally as sturdy and enduring
#planned obsolescence is spreading like chlamydia in a nursing home into every part of our lives and you should be PISSED#anyway. buying things secondhand when you can (appliances but also clothes & furniture) is a great way to weed out#what has staying power and what was designed to break#plus it's great for your budget#please check out your local thrift store for blenders food processors mixers etc#if it's old ugly clunky but it works? then it is probably a TANK that will keep on working til kingdom come#kitchen appliances especially get donated bc people die/move and no one wants them because they are old/bulky#and they have low resale value bc advertising culture trains us to only want the new shiny stainless steel version#but if a blender has been alive and kicking since the 80s? baby i don't care about the aesthetic that is Grade A Family Heirloom material#trawl facebook marketplace/whatever for washers/dryers/ovens that work but people want to get rid in favor of the new and shiny#get comfortable with having things be a little scruffy and dated but functional and useful. your life will be so much easier and cheaper#also learning basic mending and furniture repair skills will save you a ton of money#never underestimate the power of a coat of spray paint or decorative contact paper#and it will allow you to personalize things in a fun and colorful way if you so choose!#it doesn't have to be perfect it just has to make your life easier and bring you a bit of joy in the process#tell corporations to go fuck themselves! learn diy#reject this crazy ideal that everything has to be replaced just bc it's a little dented and showing its age. that's wabi sabi baby!!!!!!!
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POV your sexbot has anxiety.
You finally coax it into admitting why it's scared: if anything goes wrong with it under warranty, you'll be sent a different refurbished unit while this one is repaired and reset (or recycled, if the problem is bad enough). Either fate is a kind of nonexistence.
So you gently pry your bot's case open. You use your spudger to pierce the WARRANTY VOID IF SEAL IS BROKEN sticker that covers one of the proprietary screws on the access panel.
As the pieces of its outer shell snap back into place, you promise your bot that if it breaks, it will be repaired instead of replaced. It will be cared for and maintained even when they stop releasing firmware updates.
It belongs to you now, and you cherish the things you own.
#right to repair nsft#← is this anything? I want it to be something.#robot nsft#bot hacking#bot tech#bot mechanic#wireplay#mine
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imagine cregan and y/n breaking the bed one night just because of his sheer strength and muscle whilst pounding her, ik the conversation with the winterfell wood crafter would be awks as hell afterwards whilst asking for it to be repaired 😇😇
IM HAVING A PROPHETIC VISION, ANON.
At this point, Cregan and his boo thang are just going to have to become familiar with the man. There is no other option, because your choices are either to have this embarrassing conversation a multitude of times with multiple woodcrafters or just one. Because if y'all think this is a one-time thing, you are terribly mistaken.
Cregan is a very passionate person in bed, regardless if he's on top or not. He wants to make sure the two of you are satiated—that does mean the bed will snap like a twig under a boot i dont make the rules i just work here. Personally, I find the actual deliverance of the bedframe to be the most mortifying. Firstly, that big ass broken bed has to be dismantled and removed, if it's not fixable, which takes manpower, and then the new one brought into the Great Keep and put together. Otherwise, the woodcrafter is going to have to make a house call and show up with his tools and planks, walking toward your marital chambers which is embarrassing too :)
ɴᴏᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ. (thoughts ver.)
NSFW stuff under the cut. 18+ only. I'm not responsible for the content you choose to consume. ty.
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That familiar groan under his weight should've been the first warning sign, but Cregan was too distracted to notice. He was lapping at her pretty cunt, tongue delving as deep as he could go and as thorough as he could be without the motions being too unsteady. Alright maybe he did notice initially, but the thought was very quickly shoved to the back of his mind—especially when his pretty wife was trying to rock herself onto his nose, letting out the most quiet of whimpers muffled by their sheets. His ears were focused on her and her only.
With her pearl rubbing against his bridge and his cock feeling so strained in his trousers, no one could really blame him for forgetting about the delicate state of the bed in an instant. Last time they’d gotten particularly frantic in their lovemaking, there had been a low snap somewhere beneath the mattress, a taunt that he was probably too hefty to be moving so much. But winter was coming, a man’s gotta eat…in more ways than one.
By the time he’d recalled they should begin to take it easy on the bed, he was already balls deep behind her, hands gripping the flesh of her ass like a lifeline. He was suffocating in the best way, cock nestled inside, fogging his brain with nothing but instinct. And then she started begging. By then, well, he decided they needed a new bed anyway—six moons wasn’t too bad. Lasted longer than the previous replacement. Three harsh, unrelenting spanks bloom red on her backside as she squeezes around him, sending his blood pumping to the beat of an imaginary war drum. It would be a miracle from the Gods if she wasn’t pregnant by mid-summer. Cregan just couldn’t help himself.
Rutting against her like a man starved, the right side of the bed almost completely collapses, caving in and nearly throwing him off balance. His wife gasped, pleasure momentarily halted as she looked back at him. “Again? Seriously? I told you to write to him last time, did you?” The answer was no, no he did not. “It might have…slipped…my mind.” He murmured, trying to ignore the throbbing in his full balls. They had a silent conversation of glares and a sheepish grin. Then she concedes. “...We might as well finish then. I doubt it can get any worse.”
It could, actually. And it did. He came hard some twenty minutes later, pounding their hips together with a steady desperation. The dip of the broken side was a little annoying, but manageable. Without the support, the right beams of the canopy end up falling right down. No one was harmed, of course. It was only drapes. Cregan found it almost comical but his wife did not. It was going to be a long letter.
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#dingdonganswers#hotd#house of the dragon#cregan stark imagine#cregan stark x reader#cregan stark#cregan x reader#cregan stark x female reader#cregan stark fanfic#cregan stark smut
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Have you heard about the Polish Train company, Newag, and the bullshit it turns out they got up to?
So, the regional rail operator Koleje Dolnośląskie bought some Newag Impuls back in 2016 . In late 2021, some of them need to have major maintenance done, as they've been in service a while. So the company SPS (Serwis Pojazdów Szynowych) gets the contract to fix them. They basically take the train apart, replace a bunch of it, following all the rules in the documentation Newag gave them, and... it won't move. The train says everything is fine, the brakes are off, there's plenty of power, but you push the throttle up and it won't move.
SPS spends a while trying to figure out what the fuck is wrong, with no luck. So they hire some hackers from the Polish security group Dragon Sector. Dragon Sector figures out how to get into the code of the computer system that runs the train, and OH MY GOD.
So it turns out there's a secret train-lock system. If it's on, the train won't move. This will be triggered in some situations you might think are normal: the clocks are wrong, the serial numbers of the various parts have changed, and a firmware mismatch between the main computer and the power system. Now, the fact that it makes sense to not run the train in these situations until someone can check it? that doesn't extend to the fact the train uses a SECRET lock system, rather than just popping up an error message telling you what's wrong. There's also the problem that while these are all potential error problems, they can't be cleared by anyone with the technical manuals, which are supposed to cover everything about how to run these trains. Only Newag themselves can reset this system.
Which, you know, keeps SPS from properly fixing them. Only Newag can fix them now, but not because SPS lacks any technical ability, but because Newag sabotaged their own trains. But don't worry: it gets worse.
So now that Dragon Sector knows what's happening, they get to look at other trains. It turns out the trains aren't all running the same software, and there are other tricks in there.
One of them is a "how long has the train been stopped?" check. If the train hasn't hit 60 km/h in 10 days, the train locks itself and won't move until Newag can clear it. So, like, if a train is ever out of service, like it's going to a repair place... it'll break itself. Unless the repair place is owned by Newag.
But two of the trains go further: See, these trains have GPS built in, right? You may be able to guess where this is going...
THEY JUST MAKE THE TRAIN CHECK IF IT IS PARKED AT THEIR COMPETITORS' REPAIR YARD AND BREAK ITSELF IF IT WAS.
The sheer audacity of this move. This is frighteningly bullshit anti-competition self-sabotage.
This has, obviously, made some parts of the Polish government to start investigating this. Newag may be (and hopefully will be) in a lot of trouble.
For more info, there's a great video of a presentation by the three people from Dragon Sector who did the hacking, which was presented at the 37th Chaos Communication Congress in Germany.
Ars Technica also has an article on it, but it predates the presentation so it doesn't have some of the later details.
Anyway, the good news is that in the end the hackers at Dragon Sector were able to unlock most of the trains: A few had additional trickery that they didn't want to hack around, because it might break the train's certification. For the others, they discovered undocumented "cheat codes" in the software that they could use to bypass the secret lockouts... presumably the same ones that Newag would have used when they "repaired" trains.
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The lower rung of the ladder in my kitchen broke last month and I stuck a little Post-it note on the wall to remind myself to step over the missing rung so I wouldn't break my leg every time I go up or downstairs—but then my mum came to visit and she saw me hopping over the gap in the ladder with practised ease and her face was the definition of "you live like this?" And she went to get a screwdriver to unscrew the ladder from the wall so we could carry it outside and repair it.
Some people see a broken ladder and immediately open a toolbox to fix the problem; some people see a broken ladder and stick a Post-it note to the wall to train themselves to step over the problem forever. (I admit my response is inferior.)
I think I felt daunted at the thought of tinkering with this ladder because it's been here in the same place for over a century and I pictured the whole thing crumbling into dust if we tried to move it—but no, it's still solid, except the lower rung. Which wasn't damaged by time, but by Pandolf. (And some insects. But mostly Pandolf.)
When he was a baby, for a week or so after I took him home, he was extremely upset about having to spend the night in his dog bed in the kitchen while I went upstairs to my bedroom, he would cry and cry and one night in a fit of despair and rage he attacked the ladder. The next morning I found the lower rung (the only one he could reach) looking like it had been attacked by a termite colony, but it was Pandolf's pointy little puppy teeth. By the look of it he'd spent half the night furiously gnawing on it until he dropped from exhaustion—his reasoning was clearly that if he destroyed the ladder, I wouldn't be able to go upstairs anymore and would be forced to spend the night on the floor of the kitchen with him.
It's really hard to be mad at baby Pandolf, though. Go on, try.
Eventually he got used to sleeping in his dog bed and he abandoned his ladder destruction project, but the lower rung has been fragile ever since, and it finally broke last month.
My mum is extremely efficient; she sent me to the barn to find some kind of thick board (you can find anything in the barn if you have a torch and aren't afraid of bats or century-old spiderwebs) and when I came back she had prepared all the tools and taken all the measurements.
The worst part was tapering the sides so the rung would fit in the notches, because if one side was a little bit thinner than the other then it was wobbly—
—plus I used a file at first and it took forever (Pandolf was so bored), but then I remembered I own a sanding machine and it went a lot faster. So much so that my mum said I should make a second rung while I was at it—she was motivated to replace all of them, but then it started raining and we decided the rest of the ladder is solid enough and we'll replace the rungs two at a time.
I always forget that it feels satisfying to fix things! There's this little spark of pride from then on when you look at the repaired thing because you helped make it. I tend to procrastinate because I assume it'll take ages or I'm worried I'll do it wrong, until someone who's more confident with their hands than me goes like "no come on, we just need a saw, a file, a hammer, it'll take an hour tops" and we do it and it's never as difficult as I feared. (My mum: "We gave you a toy toolbox when you were little, to smash sexist stereotypes, and you're afraid of fixing things :( ...") (I cheered her up by reminding her that my brother smashes sexist stereotypes by being also afraid of fixing things.)
But yeah I spent half an hour sanding down the sides of these two lower rungs and now I look at my ladder and remember the delightful feeling of getting the tapering just right and inserting them into their slots effortlessly like a VHS tape into a VCR. I have a whole new affection for my kitchen ladder now.
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