Chester the bunny

Stripping paint off of airplanes, picking up bales of hay, moving irrigation pipes....

Sandra in Minnesota

Ditto to the people who have given care to two loved ones. Don't want to go thru that again!

Teen

Not everyone is gifted with this ability to provide effective and loving care for the terminally ill or injured. Bless you for your commitment but I so hear you about not wanting to go through that again.

Teen

I cook well just don't enjoy doing it.....and, if an angel appeared and offered to do laundry, I'd fall at their feet in gratitude. That's not what your asking, I know, but I thought I'd squeeze in a gripe. LoL!

Suicide prevention is part of my job but I'd prefer never having to do this function, not because I don't want to do it but, that it would no longer be necessary. Big dreams.

Tothill

Squid packing? I cleaned Geoducks for a season. Never again!

I have not had to use my first aid training, but am oh so glad to have it. I saved my son from choking when he was a toddler about 2 months after I took my infant and child first aid. We were in a remote location with no medical facilities nearby. I have used my first aid training a couple more times, but they were not life or death situations.

Woodster

I've packed in some squid - but it was called calamari and deep fried!!

ptquilts

Just a hint to all who feel this way. Get a long, sturdy pipe that will fit over the end of your tire iron (not copper). The extra leverage often makes the difference between you or a helper changing the tire at roadside and an expensive and time-consuming service call. The pipe stows easily in a crevice in your car. I wouldn't be without one, saved my neck more than once. You may have to STAND on the end of the pipe to loosen those nuts.

I refuse to be a "helpless female."

janjanq

After 45 years working as an accountant I really don't want to do that anymore!

lynnie

jewelry repair and collecting funds. also, i can write backwards.also casket embroiderer.

Chasing Hawk

I lived on the coast of Central California when I was growing up. A small fishing town about 8 miles from where I lived, called Moss Landing had several canneries for various seafoods. I happen to work in a squid area, I remember it being cold damp and smelly. I was 16 with a 2 month old son and I needed a job. I worked part time and still went to school. It paid well, I was able to provide my son with everything he needed, helped my Dad with the rent.