Flat pack hell

Long day.
Then housework.
Then IKEA.
Got to go again tomorrow after we have measured ceiling height.
Carpet needed as well.
Bottle of wedding champagne in the freezer.
Next door seems to be quiet so far. Fingers crossed that he doesn't start a party later on. Or tomorrow night.
Maybe miracles do happen.
If not there is always wine and earplugs.
Optimism. An unusual occurrence.