I didn't even give The Mister a chance to get out of his pajamas this morning. I wanted the coat rack I bought last night at Ikea put together asap.
Even though it has not been very cold, I have had a heap of coats, scarves and hats laying on the kitchen table for weeks and I wanted a place to put them. Now where on Earth do I put the coat rack? What I really need is for The Mister just to build me a closet. ETA: The darn thing is a heart attack in the making. Every time I come in the room I am scared out of my wits by it. If I am found dead on the floor in the near future, blame the coat rack. It looks like a big scary man-wearing some lovely hand knits, of course.