Puzzle (not) fun

Jigsaw puzzles. The invention of demons from the ninth dimension of hell…

After several hours staring at about 736 plain blue pieces and trying to connect them in some order, I decided it was time for the scissors.

“Mum, you can’t do that.”

“Why not?”

“Because then the picture won’t fit together. And it’s cheating. You always say cheating is wrong.”

I muttered something along the lines of ‘spoil sport’.

“Okay then, if I can’t use scissors, pass me the knife.”

She pouted. “Sure, but you know how you are with knives. And scissors if it comes to that.”

I muttered something about ‘smarty pants’. “Well, what about sticky tape? I’m sure this bit belongs here, and if I use tape, it’ll definitely stay there. And maybe if I fold the little head-shaped flap down like this.”

She shook her head slowly and left the room. I muttered something about ‘know-it-alls’.

After two weeks of calling in sick for work, squinting at the picture on the box, cups of coffee and perhaps a tantrum or nine, I completed the thing – all 1000 pieces are now in perfectly slotted harmony.

Looks a bit like someone used it for target practice – which they may have, but that’s beside the point.


2 thoughts on “Puzzle (not) fun

  1. I hate jigsaw puzzles with a passion. I would rather spend the time it would take me to do a puzzle at the dentist getting a root canal, that’s how much I hate them! My sister-in-law is developmentally challenged and she can do puzzles upside down and never does the “frame” of the puzzle first…just looks at a piece and seems to know where to put it.
    Hell, for me, would be eternity with nothing to do. One step up from that would be eternity with nothing to do except jigsaw puzzles…..

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