Earlier in the month, I wrote about how lost I was without a screwdriver in the house. Last week, I borrowed a set from Brian, a coursemate of mine. Since then, I have been running around the house going nuts — I am Joan, Home Handywoman!

I opened up and reassembled my laptop, I climbed into the shower to tighten the showerhead, I changed the angle on my bike light, I tried (and failed) to mend the cutlery drawer in the kitchen.

Today, I returned the screwdrivers. I was sad to see them go.