So... I didn't get to work today. Because I smell or something.
Well that's what *I* say. *They* say it is because there isn't enough work for me yet.
But I know its the smell. The smeeellllll. They hate lavender you see...
Ok. Maybe Not. I am probably more surely maybe wrong.
ANYway... I got the day off and I been spending it putting together this piece of furniture we sorta, kinda, inherited from my Mom in Law. The short version of the story is that she bought it at a very nearby wholesale furniture store but didn't have space just yet for it, so we offered to store it while she got reorganized. Cut to about a year later and she ends up buying another piece of furniture (which Adam and I are going to end up putting together because we just seem to have a talent for putting things together it seems) I guess she totally forgot about the big box in our hallway. Also, by then we have been quietly inquiring on and off about when we could ...uh .. deliver it and, you know, get half our hallway back.

In the end, she said that we could keep it and put it to use. Cut again to about three more weeks of us saying ..."aaahhh we'll put it together next weekend" and then to me, today, going "Holy frijoles, the instructions on this thing are epic"
But here I am, on step six which involved putting together the hinges on the door for the thing. It would've been nice if the screws and the screw holes, were the SAME diameter. But that's just me. And before you say it, the screws were already in the holes, so I'm not using the wrong kind, they just weren't screwed in all the way, and somehow the holes in the hinges were about maybe a mm or 2 mm too thin. I don't know! I only know that I had to spend about 45 minutes carefully coaxing the screw in and out to make new threads on the holes. How freudian is that.
Its going to be nice once I am done though. It will totally go together with our "Its-kinda-sorta-like-wood-colored-and-I'm-pretty-sure-a-tree-was-involved-somewhere" bedroom collection. So chick.
But hey, if it doesn't collapse in the middle of the night and a) Doesn't kill the cat and b) Doesn't wake me up from an intense flowers, chocolate and cigars dream, I'll be happy.