Lord of the Allen Key

With just the aid of an Allen Key

Sinus Man has transformed my life

okay he also used a screwdriver, a hammer and and electric drill

and about three cups of tea

two beers

minimal swearing and mumbling

chased down with anti infammatories to ease the after effects

but you get the idea

and sounds better if you just say an allen key...

I think it is important that you fully appreciate the level

and magnitude of the transformation

so it is necessary to share a bit of how this came to pass...

Sinus and I headed off to IKEA early Monday morning

we sailed down the motorway in record time

and continued past Ikea at record speed as the exit was duly missed

so we manage to turn around which is no mean feat

as it appears that all signage has been removed from that part of the world

and undeterred we

head back to find the exit we used to use

is now closed

so

sail past Ikea again

albeit a bit slower this time...

luckily

third time is a charm

and it finally rises like a mythical palace before us...

on arriving though, we were informed, the mythical palace appeared to be

having technical difficulties 

and would be opening a bit later

than usual

not an auspicious start I admit

but Sinus took it in his stride

and once those doors were open 

he was hunting and gathering with the best of them

Only one minor argument later

and not only have we found the perfect storage solutions

miracle of all miracle

when we get around to the stacks

all items are in stock

it was a rare and special day indeed folks

So while the husband figure got to work in the lounge room

I dismantled the mess that was my studio

and bit by miraculous bit

a beautiful thing emerged

a scary and daunting amount of order 

and organisation emerged

like some mythical creature whose name

I have only dared whisper in the past

and

not just on one side of this tiny little space

 this was a full room miracle...

in short 

by the end of a very long afternoon

and evening

Sinus Man had triumphed and

a freaking miracle had occurred

 I no longer inhabit a tiny room

filled with precarious stacks and things

that trip you up at inopportune times

and made fetching supplies

something akin to a life and death Jenga Challenge

now I live in Martha Stewart type territory

minus the insider trading 

and knitting, and sewing, and the colours are all wrong

but you get my drift

I am just giddy with the sense of wonder and am considering moving

in to preserve the illusion that the rest of the house is in a similar state...

Sadly the rest currently bears more in common with the before shots

but lets not be negative at a time like this...

So thank you Sinus Man

and I hereby publicly declare you 

Lord of the Allen Key

and

from this day forward

to be held in awe and admiration

 by all who shall come across you

xx