For most women, life is like a car that’s always making strange noises. And the noises are always warning us that something requires our attention. We can’t make the noises stop unless we take care of the issues, we absolutely can’t ignore them, they ring loud in our heads. All the time. As soon as one goes quiet, another takes its place. Sometimes, there are two or three going on at the same time. It becomes quite the symphony.
Is anyone else thinking what I’m thinking? For many women, since we were children we’ve been pushed away from cars or anything mechanical, even if want to become familiar or learn about them. That is a space for men to inhabit. Any time we do try to address an issue with a vehicle or fix it ourselves, heaven forbid, we’re met with over sexism or dismissed by the “menfolk”. By the time you’re an adult, well, you get the picture.