Job Opportunities From The Swedish Model.

Practicality & a tool belt will suffice...

There are two main bits of friction in most marriages. The first time you encounter them, you have to remember your vows. The good with the bad. It also tends to be the first time that you see a different version of that divine man at the altar! Have you got the two in mind? But sorry, I don't think we are on the same page as yet. Even though one tends to happen in the bedroom.

First, unless you have a G.P.S. and frankly even SHE will mislead you and still have that annoyingly pleasant tone of voice, there is no way around it:

you have to ask your wife to read the map or give you directions.

Oh, Good Lord, let it not be on your honeymoon! Your lack of listening to your ( oh so clever at map-reading ) wife will cause plenty of sparks to fly and often a fair amount of time delay.

" So sorry we are late. For SOME reason we missed the turn-off a few times! "

The second is a bit more nifty, tricky and pervasive. Let's start at the beginning. Moving into your own place means you have to furnish it. We were all so used to living at Hotel Mama & Papa . That rather nicely feathered nest complete with room / laundry / cleaning service nobody really wants to leave! A place where furniture is just there.

Furniture we took for granted and used it to throw stuff on, in or over it. We never thought of how it got there, or did you perhaps? To be honest, it came as a bit of a shocker to me when I realized that the lovely display cupboard / bed / or kitchen unit on the shop floor, looks totally different when you buy it!

Those Swedes and their model of ' ingenuity ' are the culprits. When Ikea first got on the scene their low prices were amazing. What took a while to permeate our euphoric mind was the little left out detail of how to assemble it. Oh yes, that was one reason for this low-cost furniture...it came disassembled.

Isn't it horrific when you open that long box, and out come planks, a packet of screws and a simple sheet of instructions instead of a lovely bed / chair or cupboard... If you are lucky, all the bits and bobs are in the box. If not, an Allan key might have gone astray or you've got a screw a size too small. Driving back to the store and admitting you have a screw loose..I think not!

Well, here is the other cause for marital sparks. Some men don't want to admit that they haven't got a clue of how to put this affordable furniture together. Eh, so that it looks as it did in the show room. Somehow admitting to not being able to assemble a chair or a cupboard is akin to admitting that you need instructions on how to drive to somewhere.

Imagine if there was a man you could hire to do all those odd jobs of assembling your furniture. I for one would hire him without batting an eyelid. Whatever he charges would be worth not having an argument with your husband over where to put the nail, screw or hammer...

Biggi

Bob's putting together a chair for friends. A few choice words have been uttered already!

An easier job!