Although my dear friend Rich, who is always my best handyman, did most of the drilling...and measuring...and thinking (because he is a genius), I certainly lifted my weight in wood a number of times. In fact, I hereby announce tomorrow "National No Lifting Day" and nobody has to lift a damn thing.
Yes, I feel very much like a man because this morning I decided to move this ginormous rug made of 50 other rugs into the bedroom AFTER Rich and I spent a good 45 min positioning it in the living room last night, and AFTER the King size bed had been assembled in the tiny space. I am certain I must have had that adrenaline rush thing happen, like when moms lift cars off their babies, because when I looked in the living room this morning and saw the rug in there, it appeared that a crazy person had decorated my place in the middle of the night. I knew I had to act quickly.