There's a certain zen that comes with maintenance or building of everything, from bikes to radios to cars. I'm not sure if it comes from experience or age, but when it happens it changes how you think of things. Finding that zen leads to faster and better quality work. Maybe it's just an exercise in patience that feels zen like. My back's not got much in it these days, so I've mostly been supervising my wife who stub…
Zen and the art of bicycle maintenance... a la Pirsig? Maybe, as she works, you could read her passages from the book about bringing quality to life through wrenching bikes, of all kinds?
This is how marriages end in divorce. Haha.