Don’t Call Me Bob Vila Just Yet

I purchased some new items at Ikea (LOVE THAT PLACE) yesterday to spruce up my 450 square feet.

I have been eating off TV trays, in my bed (which ended up making me purchase more sheets this year because I spilled ketchup on them), and on my floor…I decided it was time to be a grown up and GET A TABLE!

As we all know, you can’t walk into Ikea and just walk out with a table and chairs. I ended up with a table, chairs, fake flowers, flower pot, dish scrubber, heart shaped ice cube tray, umbrella (yea they have umbrellas), and a ROOM DIVIDER (because of the lack of closet space I have rolling racks in my condo and shoe racks…it’s basically an open closet).

The table was first. NAILED IT! Well technically I screwed it, but I figuratively NAILED IT on the first shot. Didn’t have any left over screws or pieces. I was so excited! MOVE OVER BOB VILA!

Then I started on the Divider…piece of cake! Right?


As you can see…I put two of the sheets/material BEHIND the bar and one in FRONT!

UGHHHH and I needed the sheets to be in front. Doesn’t seem like that big of a deal but I practically stripped the nail while I was screwing it in.

I made it work BUT I’ve come to the conclusion that next time I’m hiring someone to come over and put it together.

*Sidenote- The words used for building things sound very sexual…nailed it, screwed it, stripped it…and by the end I was saying F*** It!

Well let's see, Don't think I could live without Bacon, BritneySpears, Hair Extensions, Hallmark,& Ketchup. OH & wine. So I usually post about those things