That's about it in a nut shell. I went to Ikea. I was there way too long. Now my head hurts. But I only spent $36 and think I found my new dinning table.
I hate Ikea with a purple passion. I normally have a panic attack in the middle of the lighting section because I realize if tragedy were to strike, there's no way for me to get out in less than five hours.
I'm 65% abnormal. My sister says I'm crazy. However, that's also how she describes herself, Saturdays, and Tuesdays too. I have a degree in mortuary science and one in psychology or I as I like to call them "creepy" and "crazy". I march to the beat of my own trombone, have a 24/7 job, paint on walls, design ironwork, manage a household, & like to enjoy the occasional adult beverage & a generous serving of Blue Bell ice cream. I have a husband that can easily bend hot metal & our baby looked remarkably like a Kewpie Doll for the fist year of her life. And I believe, as Bukowski said, kindness is just about the best you can do.
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I hate Ikea with a purple passion. I normally have a panic attack in the middle of the lighting section because I realize if tragedy were to strike, there's no way for me to get out in less than five hours.
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