Not fast enough

It should have been quicker. Swifter. By now, it ought to be up and running. All ready. But. It's. Not. With my track record of 48 hours and multiple moves, I know that this is taking far longer than it should. And it's frustrating. It's like living in a junkyard amongst mountains of boxes and random shit lying around. The situation at Ikea didn't help either. Everybody's favourite place was infested with college students eager to get their little square set up. With mum, dad, brother, sister, cousin, granddad, auntie and uncle in tow, these students charged into Ikea and wiped out just about everything we need. Ironing board. Sold out. Stepping stool. Sold out. Don't ask me why these kids need stools in their dorms. Whatever's the case, I definitely out-need them, as our beloved Eameses have been put to the test for that bag of pasta, or pot or my Kellog's Frosties. (Ssshusssh. Don't tell the Pandy)