People. OMFG.

Let this serve as an official memorandum that I am Ikea assemblied challenged. What the hell. I don’t even know if that’s a word.

Obvs I can’t use assembled here, because there was barely any assembling on my part. I should have said something like challenged Ikea assembler.

Really, what would I do without Brother? He has completely given the last five days of his life to me and I’m sure many more to come. And the thing is, unlike me, he actually enjoys helping.

I mean, I’d totally be helping, too, if the roles were reversed — but I’d really prefer to be doing 3940839483 other things with my time. Not Brother. He doesn’t mind the endless buckets of water with Murphy’s Oil Soap or dusting shutters that have {to my knowledge} never been dusted {you have no idea just how much f-ing dust that is!}.

He takes it all in stride and is even happy doing it. Yes, I’m still trying to figure out how this is possible.

And, as if this wasn’t enough, I’ve put him on the task of all Ikea assembling. I tried myself, of course … but given that it took me over an hour to try to figure out a simple coffee table {wrong screw size}, I just decided it would be much simpler with Brother at the helm of this one.

I don’t know why I’m so challenged with Ikea assembly. I’m not sure if it’s a patience thing {that whole Taurus’ having great patience – notsomuch in my case} or if it’s just that I tune it out because I can’t even begin to understand the person diagram thingies booklets or what.

People, I actually was turning it around today wondering if it was printed upside down. That’s what a disaster I was.

This is good though — I know where my strengths lie and therefore I dedicated the majority of my time to that. Meaning : unpacking. Trying to get things looking somewhat orderly.

Yeah … about that … ask me how it’s going in a week. I think I’ll have a better idea then.

But the thing is, People, it’s okay. I finally gave in today to the disorder and said, “disorder, I love you!.”

It’s a funny thing, proclaiming love to something you really can’t stand. In that moment you give in, the thing you five seconds ago couldn’t stand, suddenly isn’t all that bad. It’s seen in a new light.

I’m truly learning how to embrace, Peeps. And it’s kinda exciting. Embracing the all of it.

Enjoying the process, I am indeed, becoming.