That's *Miss* IKEA to you...
I have blisters on my pointy finger and the thumb of my right hand. From an allen key. Oh the joy of furniture.
This weekend saw the Boy and I head out looking for a new dining room table and chairs, something that would sit more than 3 people and not make everyone cringe when metal chair legs scraped across tiled surface. Local chain furniture store was having a sale, so we thought we'd head along.
One office store, and chain furniture store later saw Rom sitting cross legged on the floor of the dining room assembling furniture.
Now what I can't understand is each kit comes with bolts, screws, washers etc and an allen key. There is always a screw that needs a screw driver, why the hell don't they include a screw driver? They include everything else for goodness sake.
Anyways, I used to laugh at the jokes about people assembling IKEA furniture and always having a screw spare. There was a comedian I heard once who went to an IKEA cafeteria and ordered a sandwich and was handed all the ingredients for it and had to make it himself and he ended up with a spare piece of tomato. I thought that was hilarious. Until I ended up with a spare screw. I understand now why the spare piece. For that moment when you get so jack of assembling the crap yourself and you snap that damn screw somehow. I didn't snap a screw, I in fact broke a plastic cap. Yeah, same deal, there was as spare thank goodness.
But blisters, 7 chairs (including one bastard of an office chair to build) and a dining room table later that's enough. The Boy was busy cleaning the shed, but now he can build the last blasted chair. I thought it was the blokes job to do the hunting, the furniture building and the nest finding while the chick did the gathering, the drink refilling and the requisite patting on the back and exclaiming over said nest.
Either way I'm beat. And I had to do the drink refilling and patting on back over shed cleaning. *sheesh*
This weekend saw the Boy and I head out looking for a new dining room table and chairs, something that would sit more than 3 people and not make everyone cringe when metal chair legs scraped across tiled surface. Local chain furniture store was having a sale, so we thought we'd head along.
One office store, and chain furniture store later saw Rom sitting cross legged on the floor of the dining room assembling furniture.
Now what I can't understand is each kit comes with bolts, screws, washers etc and an allen key. There is always a screw that needs a screw driver, why the hell don't they include a screw driver? They include everything else for goodness sake.
Anyways, I used to laugh at the jokes about people assembling IKEA furniture and always having a screw spare. There was a comedian I heard once who went to an IKEA cafeteria and ordered a sandwich and was handed all the ingredients for it and had to make it himself and he ended up with a spare piece of tomato. I thought that was hilarious. Until I ended up with a spare screw. I understand now why the spare piece. For that moment when you get so jack of assembling the crap yourself and you snap that damn screw somehow. I didn't snap a screw, I in fact broke a plastic cap. Yeah, same deal, there was as spare thank goodness.
But blisters, 7 chairs (including one bastard of an office chair to build) and a dining room table later that's enough. The Boy was busy cleaning the shed, but now he can build the last blasted chair. I thought it was the blokes job to do the hunting, the furniture building and the nest finding while the chick did the gathering, the drink refilling and the requisite patting on the back and exclaiming over said nest.
Either way I'm beat. And I had to do the drink refilling and patting on back over shed cleaning. *sheesh*
posted by Rom at
9:41 pm
1 Comments:
Sounds like a fun weekend all round! Hope your nest is looking and feeling just right for the onslaught of winter.
I'd love one of those blue and yellow large chain furniture stores near me.
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