A new idea...

Here's a picture of my day's work:

Steve and I were required to take classes before we were married. They were designed to push us to talk about important stuff like money, kids, roles, plans, etc... It was kinda silly as we had already talked about all of that. During the first pregnancy we had to do prenatal classes that talked about what to expect during pregnancy and touched on some parenting tips and advice. It was kinda silly too, as it was done a little too late to change our minds if we found ourselves unprepared.

I'd like to suggest that instead of marriage and parenting classes, the couple should be locked in an 11x11 foot bedroom with four "helpers", a box of wood slats, a bag of screws (none labelled) and three pages of obscure instructions. If at the end of the process there is a stable bunkbed and all four helpers are alive in one piece (well four pieces) then the couple can be deemed compatible for marriage and capable of parenting.

All joking aside, today's project was kinda fun, once we figured out that the pre-drilled holes for the nut-things-that-go-in-a-hole-to-catch-and-hold-the-screw (I just spent 15 mins looking them up for the technical term and can't find it) were not deep enough and that's why they weren't catching the screws. The instructions said it would take two men (kinda washroom figures to designate people, but not wearing skirts) 50 minutes. I said to Steve it would take him and I 35 minutes since it was a woman and a man. In all it took us a little less than four hours, but it's up and standing, the kids are alive and we were quite pleasant working together - it was fun to spend some time and completing a project together. Not that I want to do another any time soon, however.

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