because EVERY last '10 minute' job takes HOURS to do, and would have even the couples who survive Ikea furniture building trying to bean each other with the flat of a spade.
Took delivery of a new fridge freezer this morning.
It took DH and I an HOUR to get the damn thing level, and involved folded cardboard, scrap pieces of wood and several arguments, lots of shouting, hammering, ining and outing and multiple trips to the shed to do, because the 180yo concrete floor in our kitchen is so fucking shonky and wonky.
ARGH.