My mad handyman skillz, cont.

And today I assembled two nightstands with nothing but my bare hands, a phillips head screwdriver, a set of incomprehensible directions and my wits.

Do you know how expensive nightstands are?  More expensive than you’d think.  The only nightstands I’ve owned have either been cardboard (true story) or thrift store castoffs.

For the past twelve years, four Rubbermaid tubs have served as master bedroom nightstands.  A stack of two deep tubs were just the right height . . . and sure, sometimes the lamps fell over because the plastic surface wasn’t exactly level.  Still.  This haphazard solution solved two problems:

1)  We had no nightstands.
2)  We had no suitable storage area for out of season (or out of size, who are we kidding?) clothing.

But enough.  It’s one thing to live with pretend furniture for twelve years, but it’s an entirely different thing to create a bedroom space that makes strangers walking through your house want to own that bedroom space.  (Please?  Don’t you want to own my house?)

So, I surfed over to Amazon, found suitable nightstands and bought two.

The boxes arrived this afternoon, so armed with my phillips screwdriver, I  began assembling.  The nightstand came in fifteen separate pieces.  And the kids complain you’ll never use geometry again after high school!

I only put two parts on backwards but no one will ever know if you don’t tell. So don’t tell.

And now, my bed is nestled between two actual nightstands.  Total cost?  $113.98.  Take that, Pottery Barn!

p.s.  Hey, wait!  Is that screwdriver a phillips head screwdriver?  Because that’s the picture that I found when I Googled “phillips head screwdriver” . . .

Signed,
Unfamiliar with correct terminology, apparently

p.p.s.  I thought I was right about the screwdriver . . . apparently I’m smarter than Google.