This week on tuesday my wardrobe arrived. Well the wood, fixings and instructions to put the wardrobe together arrived. Of course first of all I had to wait a couple of hours, because it would be delivered between 7.00 and 13.00. A very broad amount of time if you ask me, it is not even in-the-morning anymore, it is already afternoon.
Thoughts of handsome men delivering and already put together wardrobe, or at least offering ot pout it together, or carry the parcel up stairs were all in vain. When 11:50 the doorbell rang there was only one guy of no notable appearance and he only carried the parcel inside. I signed and heaved the thing upstairs.
After a couple of hours which mainly consisted of screwing in fixings while trying to hold the pieces together I had produced a wardrobe. Not of course without the general frustration that comes with putting together furniture yourself, accidentally swapping two posters and having to switch them back again and something breaking.
The breaking had to do with two things. One: the quality of the wood was cheap. If it would've been expensive no doubt it would have been delivered already put together by a whole party of handsome men offering to carry me upstairs as well as the wardrobe.
But no, it was cheap. And so I learned that when you screw fixings too tight into cheap wood, it can break.
Nevertheless my wardrobe was standing. It didn't fall apart, not even when I had stored all my clothes inside.
I could finally put my suitcase, which I had now offically been living out of longer than in
Manchester , away. Mind you, in Manchester I did not have my own room yet so I guess it wasn't too bad waiting a little longer for a wardrobe.
2 comments:
They only just got you the wardrobe? My God, these people you live with are truly slow, sweetie. I'm in the middle of making you a cd with all the photographs, btw, but I'm also cleaning & painting my new house so be patient :) Love!
Well said.
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