Rehabber’s Rehab

Surrounded by boxes

We ordered a dresser off the internet in hopes that it would help to ease of organization woes.  Well, my organization woes.  My stuff has been spread everywhere, and Thor has gotten pretty sick of it.  Although he might have put up with it a little longer if he had known what a pain in the butt putting this thing together would be.

The dresser arrived in 4 giant boxes that were left on the side of the house because I don’t think the delivery man felt up to getting them up the stairs.  Thor got them in, and they took up the entire living room.  We opened the first box, and was faced with a huge gallon bag filled with nothing but screws, many many different types of screws, each with its own number and use.  The dresser itself was completely in pieces.  Each drawer had to be put together completely out of 5 boards, even the knobs needed to be put on.

We began trying to follow the instructions, most of the time resorting to examining the tiny sketchy line drawing to interpret which way things needed to be put together and facing.  About 4 hours later, it was time to pu tthe face of the dresser on, and moment of truth… the screw holes didn’t line up with each other.  About now I had had it.  I was exhausted and and my brain powers had already been exhausted.  I definitely wasn’t up to figuring out where we went wrong possibly 12 steps and 500 screws ago.

Putting together the pieces

Thor was off the next day, and when I got home, miracles had happened.  The house was mopped and cleaned, all of the cardboard had disappeared, and the dresser was completely put together and looked great.   I don’t know how he got it to fit together, but he did.