I helped Diana do some repair work at her house today, putting up railings around her balcony thing. I'm not entirely happy with the result, but no one is going to fall off the thing, and that's the point I suppose.
I like tools, especially power tools, but I'm not much of a handy guy. I'm not good at doing handy work. When it's at my house, I have a fighting chance since things are generally new, but in an older house like Diana's, I'm not sure how to deal with things like old rotting wood, too many layers of paint or whatever. Plus I'm out of shape and have soft hands. What can I say, I don't even cut my own grass.
But I do feel accomplished at least. That's always a good feeling.