220 screws (yes, I counted them), 40 wooden pegs, 40 white screw covers, five blisters, one scraped knuckle and a pizza later, it's done.
I finally dragged both Chad and Joseph into the room with me, handed them screwdrivers and told them that they were going to learn how to put together a closet organizer. With a few minor set backs - Chad failed to realize that the cracking sound he was hearing was the sound of splintering particle board because he screwed the screw in at an angle - we were able to complete the project. I'll post a picture when I'm not so wiped out.
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