As far as night’s go, last night was worse than terrible. It was demonic.
It started with an evil bookshelf – the hardest of assembly pieces I purchased for my living room and the last thing I needed in order to have a semi-presentable apartment for my company arriving in two weeks(!!!).
So… yeah. The shelf broke me. It turned me into a bitter shell of a woman. I screamed, I came THISCLOSE to crying, I threw many a screw (that’s fun to say) and at the end I was left with a bookshelf so shoddily constructed I had to put it in a different spot than I’d planned just so it would have a wall nearby to keep it from toppling over.
I left out the drawer, because I couldn’t figure out how to assemble it and didn’t attach the back matting because the shelf was so crooked it didn’t fit. But whatever, my books are now rested precariously on a shelf that isn’t too hideous if you don’t look straight at it. I’ll take it.
I worked on the thing from 7 p.m. until 12:30 a.m. This was my fault. I’m OCD and couldn’t stop. After I managed to get the shelf up, I had to unpack my last two boxes (books and such). Then I had to get out my decorations since I finally had somewhere to put them.
Yes, I am ridiculous.
This would have been fine though. I came to terms with the evil shelf (at least it wasn’t very expensive), and decided to skip Body Pump in the morning so I could get a decent amount of sleep. No harm, no foul.
I crawled into bed, answered a few texts I had missed during the assembly frenzy and then thought to myself “I really hope I can sleep tonight, or the rest of the week is going to suck.”
I started to relax and my mind started to settle, and then – as if on cue, my stomach turned and I started to feel incredibly queasy.
I’m not a puker, it’s just not something I do. But last night… I did. All. Night. Long.
I was calling dinosaurs. They answered and asked me why I felt the need to buy such a deranged shelf. Stupid dinosaurs.
I have no idea why it happened. I guess it was probably something I ate. Maybe the takeout chicken? Who knows. Maybe it was overexertion from the evil shelfcapades? Yes, when in doubt – blame the shelf.
So yeah, I got about 30 minutes of sleep last night. Maybe. And I can’t call in to work because I finally got them to agree to a comp day in a few weeks and I don’t want to seem like an uber slacker.
I did manage to choke down a mini bagel for breakfast hoping it would make me feel so better (not so much), but I can’t bring myself to drink my coffee. This could be disastrous.
Oh well, to work I go! I have too much going on this week to stay sick.
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Hang in there, hope you start feeling better as the day goes on…
Save the instructions and all the little pieces, I will rebuild it for you next week, I am handy
Haha, you’re awesome. But I already threw the teeny pieces away. I’m a bit of a hot head. I’ll definitely call you when I buckle down and buy a more quality one that isn’t such a PITA.
Ha ha- shelves suck! I can laugh b/c I’ve done the same thing. It was probably the take-out. I sorry
I think there’s an awful 24hr bug going around, and I PRAY I don’t get it as I too, loathe puking. I will fight it to the death.
Glad you survived the shelfpocalypse
That’s actually comforting to hear. I need something to blame it on or I’m going to start believing I’ve been mystically graced with a child although it’s absolutely impossible right now..
Were these shelves from Ikea? Because there was an “evil mirror” when I was a child that stopped my dad from ever going back there. I can still remember him trying to put it together. It wasn’t pretty.
It wasn’t, but I have a feeling it was similar. The instructions had no words.
Oh my goodness that’s crazy!! You poor thing:(
If I lived in DC I’d come over and fix your shelves. I’m a champ now that I put up the baby furniture on my own. I hope you feel better today and get some rest.
I did well with everything else, but shelf was just deranged.
Puking is the worst, I’m sorry for you. I hope you feel better as the day goes on!
Yeah, this is nothing like what you had to deal with though. That might have killed me!
I’m no good at furniture assembly either. I think a simple console took me 4 hours. And the drawer is still a little “off”. Which bugs the hell out of me to this day.
I blame the pathetic directions.
I threw the door away. I may have gotten a wee bit angry.
By that I meant drawer.
oh my gosh! Your evening got bad than worse – eek! Hate that the shelf situation sucked so bad, and then the getting sick? Ugh – feel better soon!
Kacy you poor thing!! Just make it through the day, girl.
oh no, you poor thing!! I can’t imagine going to work after a night of being up sick!!! You are hard core!
I hope you get through the day and are able to get some really good rest tonight!!
I just REALLY want that day off when my friend visits haha. Otherwise I’d totally be home feeling sorry for myself
Hope you feel better soon! You’re a trooper.
I’d be like Rachel from Friends and hire someone to do that stuff. When directions say things like “Connect AA to ZZZ” my brain just shuts down. Add tools into the mix and it just gets ugly.
I’m getting extra queasy just thinking about it. It was awful. If I had any spare cash, I totally would have hired it out, but I’m impatient and needed it done rightthatverysecond.
I had a similar situation with my kitchen cart. Luckily I had a boyfriend at the time and convinced him to take over the construction of it…he did a really good job but there was a lottt of swearing. I hope you feel better soon!
You poor thing- what an awful night! The shelf sounds evil. I am so not handy and I have been in the same boat. No bueno. I hope you feel better soon!
I’m sorry that you had such a bad night! I hope you are feeling better now!
Oh no! Sometimes I get on a task like that too and I cannot let it go. I hope you got through today okay. Sometimes just “willing yourself” not to be sick can get you through!
I’m not sure what’s worse puking of the feeling of wanting to puke, but I usually feel better after. Take some much needed rest and revisit the shelves later.
I mean or the feeling of puking.. CRAP what’s wrong with my spelling these days!
I hope your day got better!
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Ugh! That would have been so frustrating!
Sorry you had to work on such little sleep – I probably would have dropped dead.
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