reality check: plumbing

I’m thankful that I was able to help my dad with plumbing today. It showed me that I was spoiled and it made me so thankful that I get to sit in a nice office. Thankful that I don’t have to do physical labor to make a living. Thankful that my parents toiled to get me a good education that resulted in my current job.

I came to this realization because I was too weaksauce. I couldn't even handle the physical labor of helping my dad fix the plumbing. I couldn't handle the squatting. Even though it wasn't aerobic exercising or anything. It was a neither here-nor-there kind of feeling of just squatting or being in a hunched position for several hours, trying to fix a plumbing problem, feeling cramped and uncomfortable, unable to use the most efficient muscles, and unable to position my body to generate the most torque to get the job done because there was no space. It was frustrating.

I’m thankful that my parents forced me to study, even though I hated it when I was younger. Throughout the past few weeks, I had told my parents that I wanted to join the military. They kept trying to tell me not too. I wasn't that serious but had just wanted to tell my parents that it was something I was going to look into. But my parents got so worked up about it that the more they kept trying to persuade me not, the more I kept saying that I wanted to do it.

But after trying to help my dad today with fixing the plumbing and failing, I realized I’m probably not cut out for the military. I’m too much of a wuss.