Oh yeah Ikea...we picked up a desk for Liza in Minneapolis four years ago (in the middle of a Packers game, no less!). We brought it home, and I'm not going to lie; I had never sweat or hurt so much after putting together a piece of furniture. It's a great desk, but wow the horror stories I had heard before...I had no idea. I told Liza "good pick, you get to enjoy that desk forever."
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But the story never ends that way though does it? There's always another one to assemble...I don't know where they go but I swear I've assembled enoughh to fill two houses! Never during a Packers game though, Sacrilege! 😆