Let me give you a brief summary of my last 8 hours. I found a really nice bunk bed and desk/chair set. I borrowed my sisters truck plus my father in law and his truck to go get the thing. It looks great. It's like one of those things that you'd loved to have had when you were a kid. I shelled out the $ for it. It's sort of an early Christmas gift. Of corse my daughter was broken hearted, so I had to go get her a Dora the Explorer bed. Yea, I know.... the freakin spanish speaking carton thing. I used to like that show until I began hating the Spanish language since it's being shoved down my throat everywhere I go. Okay, back to the story. So, I drive 30 minutes or so and get the bed. I make a wrong turn somewhere and end up in a 45 minute detour. So I'm pretty ticked off by now. I almost hit two deer that decide it's a cool idea to play Frogger w/ me. :roll_eyes: I began putting the bed together. I was having some major problems. I didn't know wheter to cuss or cry. So I did what any smart redneck guy would do: I began to look for liquor. I'm not much of a beer guy, or any other alcohol as far as that goes. I did have (notice I said DID) 8 or 9 Mikes Hard Lemonaide in the fridge. I also had some homemade Strawberry wine. I found out that either I'm getting really good at putting bunk beds together, since I'm on my 3rd try or that they go together much easier once you have some alcohol in you. :crazy::big_smile::big_smile_2: Here is a pic of the nightmare. Of corse this is NOT what it looks like in my house. This is a stock photo of the bed. I'll post a pic of what mine looks like when (IF) I ever get it done! :smile2: I'm expecting some differences.