Master craftswoman

I'm assembling an Expedit bookshelf. It's a 2-person job, but being in a bolshie kind of mood, I'm determined to do it alone. I'm pausing every 5 minutes in exhaustion and to either rant at IKEA's anti-single person ways or to shake my head at my own silliness and utter weakness.

I'm probably driving my downstairs neighbour insane. I'm sure they think every respite is the end, only for me to start up again 5 mins later. Look at it! Seems innocuous enough eh? It's not. This shelf is Satan incarnate. Assembling IKEA furniture should not make you feel like you deserve a Mike Holmes award.
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