I am not a handy person. I can wield a paintbrush, hang things on walls, and build furniture; anything beyond that is generally out of my skill set.
When it comes to electrical and plumbing, count me out. I don't want to be anywhere near this kind of work. In fact, my presence is far more a hindrance than a help.
I tried to help my husband install a new light fixture in our bathroom about a month ago. I had a panic attack five minutes in to the process. My father in-law was here last weekend which meant he and my husband could install the water line to our new fridge while I was blissfully unaware at work.
When it comes to advanced DIY work and home maintenance, I would rather pay an expert. More honestly, I leave everything in that arena to my husband's judgement.
I am well aware that this is a part of "adulting" in which I am weaker. I know that I could take classes, read, and watch videos to get better... but I don't want to. Instead, I happily slot myself into the support role. Does the floor under the dishwasher need to be cleaned before the new one arrives? Done. Help moving heavy items, supplies, or handing up tools to a person on a ladder? Sure. Need a smaller hand to reach something in a tight space? That I can do. Getting things running and organized after they are installed? Count me in.
I am comfortable with my choices because I know that we can't be good at everything. Instead of beating myself up, I happily take a backseat. I can still make contributions without turning into a bundle of stress, frustration, and tears.
What do you know you're not good at?