The desk story continues! Aaron came over on Thursday evening to attach my desk to the wall. I thought I knew exactly where I wanted to put it but after I had him move it there it just looked off to me. Then we tried talking it out but I'm a visual person and I need to see it. You see where this is going don't you? I had him move my armoire, then I had him move it back. I made him move my other desk and then my bookcase put the new desk where the old desk was and I didn't like it their either. Then we moved the new desk to the living room where he tried to convince me that it looked fine. I didn't like it. Then I had the bright idea to move my bookcase from my bedroom to the living room and when I said this out loud I really thought he was going to kill me, but he didn't and he moved everything! EVERYTHING!
Finally I decided where I wanted to place my desk and we had it all figured it out. Perfect, right? Well we have it all lined up and Aaron is ready to attach it to the wall and he says okay hand me the screws. I looked at the desk and then I looked at the screws in my hand and I said uh oh. Aaron looked at me and said what do you mean uh oh. The screws were to small for the holes in the desk, and he just looked at me like I can't believe you.
Where is my desk right now? It's back in the dining room.
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