Bee In My Bonnet 3

My Tiny Temporary desk

The desk we bashed and toted to the curb is Gone.

Replaced with this table that I bought for $15.00 in 1985. We furnished our house with flea market finds.

On the way to work, I saw it sitting in the yard to a house with a sign that said $15.00.

I repurposed the drawer from the old desk to raise the height of the computer.

Shhh! Don't tell Bob!

He has no idea that I have PLANS!

The pulldown shades and the lace curtains were hung October of 1985.

There is a trundle bed put there in 2004 and never moved.

It is jammed against the wall and I used to stand on it to take down the curtains to wash them and the windows and now I cannot.

We managed with many words to get them down and back up, but that can not

happen again.

A couple of items to go To the Curb.

Carpet to Clean if you know what I mean.

Bee in my bonnet 2

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I left you in a prior post by saying I told Bob I wanted this desk and the dog crate 

out by the curb. 

The desk was too much for us to carry and he said we will just have to take it apart.

That was Weeks Ago!

AHA! I can take it apart and take it piece by piece to the curb.

First the top lifted easily, the drawer I had to womanhandle with ugly words but got it out.

Two Weeks Later

 I decide to try my trick that always worked in the past and start taking it apart and he will get aggravated and come do it for me.

Armed with a Phillips screwdriver, I removed 12 long screws.

Nothing came off.

I may have said a few loud not so nice words, and The Man came to see why.

He said there are Hex Screws in it, I remember using the Allen Wrench.

I got the flashlight, and found 22 Caps, I pried them off and

there they were. He handed me an Allen wrench

I removed all 22 Hex Head and with my little hammer, tried to knock the parts loose.

BANG! BANG! nothing came apart. 

I hear the words float down the hall, What the Hell are you doing now?

Really? Thirty minutes ago, you handed me an Allen wrench

the screws are out but it will not come apart.

You need a hammer he yells down the hall.

I have a hammer, I yell back.

He walks in and says, Thats not a hammer

And comes back with a mini sledgehammer

Use this! he says

I lift it and it is so heavy I can hardly swing it, and nothing comes loose

Finally, He takes the hammer and bashes it all to pieces.

He seemed Angry, but then I knew he would.

We start to carry pieces, even broken up we can each only carry two pieces.

He is ranting about having to pay 10 dollars to get it picked up

I say IF YOU HAD DONE IT WHEN I ASKED IT would be picked up free.

(July 3rd is when it went from free to 10 collars)

There is more but Nuff Said!

On the way back to the house I say

Can we try to get the dog crate to the curb?

NO! he yells and neighbors cringe inside their homes.

I leave him outside and start to clean up 20 years of grime that was under/behind it.

He storms in and starts yanking on the crate.

I say, you said no, he says, I changed my mind!

The crate is 30 plus years old. The latches are frozen in place.

Nuff Said about that. 

we finally got it to the curb, it was folded up like a suitcase, a 100-pound suitcase.

He leaned it against the power pole by the curb and

 I went in the bedroom to DEAL with the MESS, 

You will never see a photo of the MESS. 

OH, MY WORD!

Bob yelled down the hall,

A man in a truck just picked up the dog crate, Its Gone.

Bee in My Bonnet

The desk on bottom above, 

Cheap Pressed Wood covered in wood look paper.

Vintage 1995.

Bob's time to put together with instructions only in Swedish, 5 hours.

Paper bubbled, then peeled, 3 years back.

Think black duct tape and a MadSnapper mind.

Imagine Nagging Bob for 3 years.

His answer, it holds the computer, it has drawers, it works. 

We do not need a new desk.

On it was a tower, a monitor, the drawers crammed with junk,

the wires under it looked like a nest of dusty, greasing snakes.

All enough to tone down my nagging because I really dd not want to DEAL

with a new desk.

Last year the tower died, the monitor left, I cleaned out the drawers

and sat the new All In One, plug and play with only One Wire Asus on the desk.

I nagged a little bit, but then the keyboard got stuck in the gooky stuff of the 3-year-old duct tape.

Two months ago, I got A Bee in My Bonnet and could not stop thinking 

about wanting the desk, Gone. Wanting the 30-year-old dog crate GONE.

The desktop weighs less than 3 pounds and is unplug and lug it to the other side of the room

and plug it in.

I moved it and in my pleasant, please help me voice I said to Bob,

I want that desk out at the curb to be picked up...

to be continued