Last Friday was scheduled to be "Put Mama Pea's New Desk Together." Late in the afternoon (where the heck did the day go?) hubby started to take it out of the packing boxes in the garage.
Our daughter (aka Chicken Mama) was scheduled to stop in for a simple sandwich supper along with a family friend who, I have a feeling, was looking forward to a garage night and some cold beer with my husband.
Somehow, someway J got roped into helping hubby put my desk together. The main assembly needed to be done in place in the bedroom (where my new desk is currently residing) because it's very heavy and would have been awkward to move in through several doors from the garage.
A rather frustrating snag encountered was that there were two instruction booklets that we initially assumed were duplicates. Not so. Almost, but not quite. They differed from each other in several diagrams and written pieces of instruction. But which one was the "correct" one to follow? Ah yes, it made for an interesting evening . . . and a continuing supply of cold beers. And interesting discussions (ahem) and eventual agreement as to just how certain steps were to be done.
But persevere they did aided by suggestions, comments, and encouragement (all very helpful, of course) from me and Chicken Mama.
Unfortunately, our dear daughter was not feeling well at all. (This had come on BEFORE she ate my supper, I want to state.) So we ensconced her on one side of the bed, desk parts and pieces on the other, where she could supervise. She's pictured above with heating pad on her middle, banana in her hand since she hadn't had much of anything to eat all day, and banana sticker in the middle of her forehead.
I'm happy to report that by the end of the evening my desk was totally assembled, hubby was thrilled to have it done, and daughter was starting to feel better. Poor J said his good-byes and left for home a bit earlier than he usually would have on a normal garage night. I think we might have done wore the boy out.
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10 comments:
Not a typical Friday night at Mama Pea's house, I take it? Glad Chicken Mama is feeling better, and boy, is that a beautiful desk! We now will expect even greater things!
Garage Night-what a hoot! Your desk is beautiful, and you'll have many years of pleasure with it. I don't know if you'll get "J" to fall for the "come over for a BEER" trick again for awhile, but isn't there some kind of law that says it's okay to lure victims in with beer?
It looks like a beautiful desk, but we need a photo of it all put together!
Gotta love it when the helpers show up! Makes it fun and fast! Hope you daughter is feeling better!
Love the desk! That's how my exciting Friday nights are usually spent, too LOL some project or another!
Susan - Yup, Chicken Mama has made a full recovery.
This new desk will definitely inspire me to unbelievable heights. I'll probably be able to write the great American novel at it. (Snort, snort.)
Sue - Why, yes there is a law to that effect. Somewhere. I'm sure of it.
Leigh - Heck, I need to HAVE it all put together! Life and the garden have been conspiring to keep me away from working in here. I've still got two boxes of files folders and one box of misc. desk contents to get put away. And the top of the desk remains a disaster. (I found a bill Monday that is going to have to run reeeally fast to make it to Washington state by its due date! Arrrrgh.)
Apple Pie Gal - I told J many times Friday night how grateful I was that he showed up. It would have been one of those "situations" where husband and wife did NOT work well together!
Erin - Considering your dear hubby is currently deployed, your Friday nights better NOT be too wild!! ;o)
Mama-
I just caught up on your blog and boy! What a busy summer! Love the new desk! DH is currently "remodeling" youngest son's former room for my office/studio so I'll have some desk fun soon too (I hope!) Glad your hand is better - that looked so painful.
Also - I've look at your garden pics and I'm just about drooling over how great they've looked. I especially love the raised beds. Dh has promised me some for next year. (Hope he knows I'm holding him to that :)
Teri - Your own office/studio? Wa-hoo!
Stay on your hubby regarding the raised beds. You'll love 'em!
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