On paper it may not sound so bad but when faced with the horror of 2-3 boxes of springs and I do not know how many metal tubes with holes that have to face certain directions it is the ultimate relationship survival experience.
Luckily I had a third person mediator (mom), who ultimately made the whole ordeal go quite smoothly. Of course, Stephen being the 'man' thought once the base of the trampoline was assembled could simply go around attaching springs as he saw fit. After attaching about half of them he realized they were not lining up properly and had to take them all off and guess what? FOLLOW THE INSTRUCTIONS!
I was what I would call very clever during this entire process and handed the pages of instructions over to my mom and designated myself as the 'I will hold that piece nice and straight' person to avoid the conflict that I knew would ultimately have occurred between myself and Stephen.
The entire process actually went quite smoothly once we followed the instructions and worked as a team while my mom read out the steps. At the end of around a wonderful two hour long bonding session the kids were happily bouncing on the trampoline like pieces of popping popcorn. My relationship with Stephen is still intact and no feelings were hurt in the making of the trampoline. That is until we have to take it down for the winter! I cannot wait!
Thought of the day: If practice makes perfect, and nobody's perfect, then why practice?
Quote of the day: Alone we can do so little; Together we can do so much. Helen Keller