Electrical Work

We had an electrician in our home all day yesterday working on various problems around the house ranging from things that desperately needed upgrading for safety to repairs for things that had broken. Although I wish it wasn’t noteworthy—I feel it is, however—it was cool that our electrician was female. It’s not common, around here at least, to see women in the trades. As someone with a trauma history, it also offered a degree of comfort and trust that was easier to offer off the bat than when having an unknown man in the house, however unfair that may be. We had the added confidence in the professionalism, integrity, honesty, and work quality for this electrician, as she was recommended personally by my mother-in-law, who, as an architect involved in many diverse building projects in the area, has a highly valued opinion of the best go-to pros to use. Ben and I were very thankful for the recommendation and quite pleased with the outcome.

It is always difficult to have a stranger in the house all day when we are home, particularly one doing work that disrupts or prevents normal activities. Since electric work involves the power, there were chunks of time without the luxuries we take for granted like the internet to do work or the ability to heat food to eat. Additionally, it was loud, more social than I wanted, and involved bright lights much later in the day than I usually permit. However, the inconveniences and sacrifices were worth it because the work was necessary. She will still need to come back at a later date if we want to finish all the projects on our list, but she made a significant dent, particularly with those involving safety issues.

Unsurprisingly, the stress and hassle of the day wore me out and I spent most of today fighting residual exhaustion. It’s been nice to have the house back to its quiet, functional form, but I feel like I’m ferociously paddling against an undertow from everything surrounding yesterday. It’s in these moments that I can’t help but wish I was a bit more “normal,” resilient, and able to deal with changes to my schedule, extra socializing, and people in my home all day.

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