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“It’s a bargain,” she said.
“I like the floor model” I replied.
“We have gone to five stores and looked at every model available. Let’s buy this one and be done with it. The kids can help and put it together. It shouldn’t take more than an hour to have it up.”
“We’ve been married twenty-eight years Marge and you should know that anything that requires putting part a into part b is a challenge for me. On my headstone I know what it will say.”
“ Some assembly required?”
“Yup!”
Oh Danny Boy! 
Great dialogue.
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Putting it up wouldn’t be too difficult, but folding it away again? No thanks!
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That’s true.
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Very authentic dialog. Personally i’d prefer the tent you can pull out of thebag and it popsup by itself
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Enjoyed reading this and loved the epitaph too, Danny. That’s very clever and I appreciate how you can laugh at yourself. My mother’s tombstone could well have “always 20 minutes late” written on it but she’d burn me at the stake for that one. I’m hoping my tombstone doesn’t say…”She never finished the book”. Ouch. That would hurt.
The comments on this piece have also been good. Seems DIY is a popular topic.
In our household, my husband is the fixer and the rest of us are wreckers. Drives him nuts. He’s also a measure twice cut once person and our son who he does a lot of work with around the house is a cut without checking you’re cutting the right object type of guy. There have been some almighty clashes. Makes me feel like heading for the hills.
Best wishes,
Rowena
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Funny tale – enjoyable. There is always a missing part which keeps the job of assembly a touchy subject. Cute story!
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Some got it, some don’t. We each have our own gifts… assembly is definitely a gift.
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Usually you start by saying, ‘Yes, leave it to me I know how it goes together.’ Then later you search for those cryptic instructions. So true.
Perhaps there should be a note in the coffin – instructions in top left pocket.
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🙂
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A cute story, Danny. Yes, some people are not good at assembling. Great dialogue. 😀 — Suzanne
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Actually that’s me in the story!
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I’m sure you’re not alone. 😀 — Suzanne
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What a lovely, sweet story! =)
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A wise decision. Not everyone is adept at joining things together and erecting the intended structure. I speak from experience.
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Same here!
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..which reminds me – I need to go to IKEA! Help!
My story – Gail’s Gazebo!
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Stay away from Ikea, Keith! I ran out of words but I’d wanted to mention that putting up the tent was like trying to assemble an Ikea flatpack. Torture itself.
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Self assembly is the bain of my life! Good stuff, feels very familiar
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He seems to be a lot like me!
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Good one. I can relate.
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This was lovely!
I think I know his clone! 😉
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Wonderful ending. He’s a good sport 🙂
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Lovely epitaph
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He he – great punchline!
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That made me chuckle!
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Mission accomplished.
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At least he is honest enough to admit it – most men do not! Good fun read 🙂
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