If I Were A Boy, would this have been easier?

This song by Beyonce popped in my head while I was doing this.

A piece of my car broke and my husband ordered the part. Problem was he was leaving for C School and wouldn’t be here to fix it. He told me how to put the part on and told me it would be easy my husband lies.

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This is the piece of my car that broke. I couldn’t even tell you what it’s called. But without it I can’t shift, so I can’t drive the car. Well… I could but you know what I mean.

My husband pointed out the two places I clip this part to. He told me it was easy. You just clip it on then you’re done.

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Okay so maybe he told me to take a few things off. But my hands are tiny so I just slipped them in. But was the part easy to clip on, no… it’s why I said my husband lies. I actually texted him this photo and told him I hated him. His response was grease was good for my skin… men.

The left side was pretty easy to clip on. But that right side wanted to fight with me. I actually took the part out of the car and threw it on the ground. Cause yeah that made me feel better.

I went and got a large adjustable wrench. I clipped on the left side and then used the wrench to press down the right side so it would clip. And I just kept thinking the whole time… If I was a boy would I be having this much issue. Actually was it just my messed up shoulder making it not easy to clip this piece on.

Luckily I got the leverage I needed and clipped it on. Drove the car around and first gear is iffy, but I’ll let my husband fix that.

But you know what? I’m not a boy. I’m glad I’m not a boy. And I got this part on NOT being a boy. I’m a girl. A girl put this part on. A girl that barely knows anything about cars and HATES getting grease on her. A girl with phobias who blindly put her hand into her car so she could drive it.

I love my car. I don’t like how messy it sometimes makes me. But I love my car. And I love being a girl.

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