Assembly required (friend not included)

Carmen texted this morning asking if I had a screwdriver and maybe some patience. Turns out her new bookshelf came with approximately 847 pieces and instructions that might as well be hieroglyphics.

Assembly required (friend not included)

Two hours later, I’m covered in sawdust and she’s taking photos of my “intense concentration face” instead of actually helping hold the back panel steady. But that’s what friends are for, right? The heavy lifting, the sweating, the discovering that cam bolts are apparently the devil’s own invention.

Taking a stretch break because apparently furniture assembly is a full-body workout.

Worth it though. Her place is going to look amazing once we get all her books out of those cardboard boxes. Plus Jake’s coming home to a living room that looks like a hardware store exploded, which should be entertaining.

Next time Carmen decides to embrace minimalist furniture, I’m definitely charging by the hour.