So the other night we made our first trip to Ikea. Yeah…that was bad, not bad as in oh my God we’re never going back to that hell hole of a place kind of bad. No, no, it was bad as in I will never be able to let Wife venture into the store unaccompanied…EVER…
The moment we walked into the store her eyes were the size of dinner plates and the audible gasp was that of a dying man having found the fountain of youth. I’m chalking this up to the Norse blood coursing through her pale little body having found a strange familiarity in the quirky Swedish designs and various other space saving Northern European furniture.
I will admit that she wasn’t the only one a little excited about the entire ordeal. I mean common, we’ve been living with hand me down furniture that I grew up with, for our entire 6 years of married life. This stuff is so old that I have memories of playing pole position on the Atari 2600 on this furniture, I had chicken pox in the 3rd grade on this furniture, needless to say it’s time to move on, and Ikea is helping to fuel that move. Seriously people…they had a couch that was muy comfortable and was like $350.00…that’s right $350 measly smackers for a new couch. So not only was it comfortable, it was affordable…two of Wife’s favorite words.
I will admit however, that I am a little worried that if we do purchase this furniture, that I’m going to wake up from a nap on the couch to find Wife looming over me, brandishing her viking sword and speaking like the Swedish chef from the Muppets.
The moment we walked into the store her eyes were the size of dinner plates and the audible gasp was that of a dying man having found the fountain of youth. I’m chalking this up to the Norse blood coursing through her pale little body having found a strange familiarity in the quirky Swedish designs and various other space saving Northern European furniture.
I will admit that she wasn’t the only one a little excited about the entire ordeal. I mean common, we’ve been living with hand me down furniture that I grew up with, for our entire 6 years of married life. This stuff is so old that I have memories of playing pole position on the Atari 2600 on this furniture, I had chicken pox in the 3rd grade on this furniture, needless to say it’s time to move on, and Ikea is helping to fuel that move. Seriously people…they had a couch that was muy comfortable and was like $350.00…that’s right $350 measly smackers for a new couch. So not only was it comfortable, it was affordable…two of Wife’s favorite words.
I will admit however, that I am a little worried that if we do purchase this furniture, that I’m going to wake up from a nap on the couch to find Wife looming over me, brandishing her viking sword and speaking like the Swedish chef from the Muppets.
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