Desiree and I passed another relationship test. I am talking about the kind of test that might deliver old friends into a fist fight. That’s right, we assembled a piece of furniture that arrived as weird looking parts within a box that appeared impossibly small for such a large finished product.
In this case, we needed to
piece-together a plant stand comprised of seventy-some separate parts and
thirty-some screws. To make the project
more interesting, the manufacturer provided us with a pair of black gloves and instructions
in the form of illustrations without text.
For this project, Desiree assumed
the position of boss and I provided labor.
She made the labor position more attractive by allowing me to skip at a
wee dram of Scotch as I worked.
The last time I attempted
working with anyone on a similar project, my brother-in-law and put together an
electric fireplace. The instructions
said we could complete the task in 45 minutes.
We finished three days after starting and had a lot of pieces left over. Happily, we remained on speaking terms throughout.
Desiree and I managed pretty
well on this project. We constructed the
plant stand in something near an hour and did so without a single snotty exchange. Not only that, the stand turned out sturdy
and square.
The gloves were of no help.
Desiree With Pieces Scattered
on the Carpet
The Finished Product in the
Sunroom
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