So we bought an ornate bed for Caleb.
His first big boy bed.
Not only did daddy get to buy it, daddy also had the privilege of putting it together.
It took five hours.
The process was not smooth or enjoyable.
There were only eight steps. Hahaha.
The instructions were written in bizarre English-as-a-third language shorthand. The print was so small I had to use a magnifying app on my phone.
I put things together backwards and had to take whole sections apart. More than once!
Lots of colorful language throughout.
I was so burnt when it was done I did the mature thing and got in the car and went for a drive.
When I came back Julie had rearranged the room and put the finishing touches with the Spiderman blanket etc. on the bed.
As she texted, it’s a great childhood memory.
I didn’t see how nice it was during the process.
I did remember at one point how my dad had built us bunkbeds when we were kids. Took some solace from that connection.
And I did laugh when I took into account that he built that bed from scratch and designed it himself. All I did was put together something that came in two heavy boxes.
Point is, it’s worth working hard to do important things.
When I first started writing it was more painful then the bed project.
But I learned a skill.
And like all skills worth learning they get easier.
The joke about furniture assembly is that the second one only takes an hour and a half to put together. It’s the first one where you are cussin’ and sweatin’.
Same thing with writing for your business.
You have to do it and you have to stick with it. Then you go for a drive come back and realize it’s beautiful.
I can help make it (slightly) less painful.
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