A flat-pack chest of drawers has arrived. According to the instructions, assembly should take approximately 45 minutes. Two spent all yesterday afternoon wrestling with it, and is now still wrestling, and has been for the past two hours. However the drawers are now imminent. He has it in his head is a wardrobe. This is worrying. Yesterday I was requested to hold piece of wood while he lined it up. He let go of the hefty section of wood he was holding, and it hit my legs with a considerable impact. Deliberate? The jury is still out on that one. After hopping about and swearing for a bit, I discovered I had lacerations on both legs, and bruising. There was blood.
House is in depressing state. Mess doesn't begin to describe it. Is like home of elderly person who has lost the plot. Who else has a living room strewn with cables, electrical equipment and objects that belong in a tool box. I wish Two was a flat-pack article. Would fold him up and put in cupboard.
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