Today I did some remodeling myself. It was scary, but atleast it's getting done. One might think that doing the remodelling myself instead of waiting for my husband to do it, would be liberating. It wasn't infact it makes me feel trapped. Now that I have grouted the bathroom floor all on my own, aswell as varnishing the newly sanded hardwood floors (all in one day by the way), what is to stop me from anything else. The proper tools? Oh no anyone can go to the local home depot and rent them! I am trapped. Maybe if I start cooking, baking, bringing my husband his slippers and putting the internet on the newspaper for him when he gets home will I not be obligated to do the tough liberated woman things. I wonder which is harder? I guess what it boils down to is if you want something done you have to do it yourself and that could mean baking cookies or grouting the tile.