In fact I had two hammers in college. One for me, one for people who borrow but never returns it.
Anyway back to what I was saying, last week on Saturday, I went to Ikea to pick up a rack. I planned to hang around for 1 hour the most. But of course, all plans foiled when you reach Ikea. The whole jaunt took 2.30 hours, excluding late lunch. It was actually good timing if you ask me, because usually a trip to Ikea is equivalent to a paid day trip. Then I checked out Bijou Bazaar, but that's another story.
I got home and unloaded the ridiculously heavy DIY rack (of course somebody helped me with that. I'm simply a handy person, not a MAN), brought it upstairs and expected my brother to help me put it together. Surprise, surprise, he doesn't like this kind of stuff.
I did whack him and shouted "what??!!! Are you kidding me??? But you're a guy!!!!" He gave me a shrug and went on using the computer.
Then I realize that's like saying to me, "WHAT??! You don't know how to cook??? But you're a girl!!!!!" I would answer yeah, I guess. A shrug. And continue eating.
So what I did was to take matters into my own hands. It was quite fun doing it in the middle of night and waking the neighbors and brothers with my hammering. I wouldn't have asked for anyone's help if that thing wasn't so heavy! My poor back.. but I did it with no harm done.
And just to share the pictures.