The lamp is all done, so it's too late to trash it and lie. I did the next best thing, I exaggerated how hard it was to fix all the Italian mistakes it had. I considered limping and showing her the blisters I got, but held off on that.
But I did make sure she understands that she owes me. Of course, she probably won't easily forget that I stashed it in the closet all these years. But I think I scored a few points in the exchange.