Allow me to bore you with my day while my wrists are still functioning. It took 2.5 hours to put together a garden cart this morning. Two of those hours were tightening bolts. The cotter pins broke my pliers.
My town sold compost bins and rain barrels at half price in March and today was pick up day. I'm working 12-5 today and thought I'd be able to pick them up in time to be home for work at noon, but it turns out pick up time was 1-3 only. Sure, if I'd read the original sale message, I would have known that, but, come on! Read directions? That's damned unAmerican.