This year I’ve found myself engaged in a lot of home-improvement type activities: you know - painting walls, constructing lamps, potting plants, and successfully building an Ikea flat-pack chest of drawers and matching wardrobe without burning the incomprehensibly ridiculous cartoon instructions in a blind rage. Last Saturday I was at a dinner party with 3 other women when someone suggested we attempt to re-mount a fallen curtain rail in the main bedroom. Now we didn’t have the benefit of a ladder, or tools, or even a man with a Swiss Army knife on the premises (I would be lying if I didn’t admit that wine was a factor in the decision-making process) but I was not deterred because even professionals will tell you; when it comes to DIY, the most important thing is not technical ability but to appear confident . And my confidence was at an all time high because I had a pretty impressive DIY track record inasmuch as I have never been trapped inside a flat-pack wardrobe I myself w...
Random musings applauding how hilarious life is