Sometimes they are the same one... Yesterday I helped out a colleague who has inherited a guitar from his Father-in-Law. He doesn't play himself and therefore was looking to sell it. It is a mid 90s Fender Strat made in Japan, with a large Fender logo but with a small Squier Series on the headstock. An odd mix as it had a vintage sort of look / feel to it but then some non vintage features i.e. 70s like tuners, modern style truss adjuster, skunk stripe on a rosewood fingerboard (odd!), a single ply scratchplate but with '62 position screw holes... yes '62 not modern I checked, a vintage trem but with more modern looking bridge pieces. Anyway it wasn't in bad nick, few worn frets in the lower positions, clearly someone who predominantly played open chords a little rust and some dents on it. I restrung it and did a quick set up, neck relief was ok and intonation close but the action needed a little tweak.
Anyway he has advertised it at work and if that fails then it'll be eBay bound I think.
So it was a laugh and fun to do. Also generally work was an ok day so I got into the evening feeling pretty good. Then I got a phone call with some news about a relationship issue in our family which I wasn't expecting. Suddenly I wish it was like the guitar, put it on the table, quick fiddle with some tools and polish and viola it's all fixed up. Relationships and life isn't like that though is it and I am powerless over these things, I can offer support, advice if asked and "be there" but there's not much else is there. This is the bit of existing in the world I sometimes really find the hardest - I'd love to dive in and just "fix it" but I can't and accepting that and doing what I can is the hardness thing at times.
A very relevant post given my blog title don't you think! Sums me up!