you can't do everything

there are many things that i can do;i can sing a little bit, play guitar a little bit, crochet, sew, paint, help build houses, sleep in the same room with anyone, build trails( i think i can still do that:O), bake, tell a joke, laugh out loud. many of these things i even do pretty well. then there are the things i cannot do. i cannot speak russian, or spanish, or italian (or hebrew or vietnamese, despite going to those countries), i cannot keep my room clean, i can't wear a size 2(nor do i ever want to), i can't skateboard or downhill ski. i'm afraid of the dark and i dislike confrontation so much that i don't even like watching it on tv. when it's in fictional shows. but this post is not about any of that. i am a woman who is almost 27 (less than 2 weeks!) and i cannot do a damn thing to fix my car. no, i lied, i know how to check my oil and add more and i know how to add windshield wiper fluid. oh and change the wipers. but other than that, i'm pretty clueless. i have a general idea of how to change a tire, but have never needed to do it myself, i don't know how to change my oil, how to even really explain what is wrong with my car. so saturday night i pulled into the grocery store and discovered that one of my headlights was out. so i did what any self respecting 26 year old would do. i called my mom. and the first thing i said was 'i know i should be able to figure this out. but my headlight is out and i need to know what to do.' you see, i've always operated on the theory that everyone has different gifts. my gift is not auto mechanics. my car runs and it is magic. when it stops running i'm sure that it's because i've offended it somehow and that if i just say a prayer and give it some affirmation it will start working again. and if that doesn't work, i take it to the people who are called in this life to work on the magical hunk of material i call lola. so i spoke to my mother who said that replacing a headlight is tricky business indeed and that i would probably need some help. now, i'm not big on asking for help. i know that sounds kind of at odds with the rest of what i've said, but it's true. so i decide to figure out how to do this myself. my fantastic roommate told me about the all knowing book that's in the auto parts store that helps you find out what kind of light you need. so today, i went to the auto parts store, found the book, then found the lightbulb then took it to my apartment and...changed it all by myself! it's a pretty easy process, but i'm still proud of myself :O) and the magical car is back to running and shining light just like it should. and next time i offend it and a headlight goes out, i'll know just what to do.