Because the "average" man uses his tools because it's fun to tinker
Ah, so now I know I am not "average."
I use my tools only because a job "has to be done," not because they are a hobby or I love to tinker. Someone HAS to mow the lawn, fix the truck, build the cabinets, repair the damage the dang cows do to the barn and fences, etc. Today I have to climb up to the rafters in the cow barn and install a new fan, which involves cutting/splicing wires, etc. while standing on top of a 10-foot ladder and I hate ladders, but it must be done and you cannot get Lannie more than a couple feet off the ground. She cooks because we have to eat (it is 75 miles to the nearest fast food place). I can cook too (not as good as she does), but we believe in a reasonably even division of labor. She does inside and I do outside, which, for us, works out pretty even. Oh, she milks the cows (outside) because she wants to. I hate cows, but she loves them. But, hey, I do my own laundry...

