Yesterday, was my first real shopping trip at Ikea. I think I bought one of everything. Not really, but close...or so it felt. I was in the checkout line, just little old me (hubby was hiding, smartly, at work) with four carts. F.O.U.R., full of dressers, bookshelves, frames, and just about anything else you can think of. A few of my purchases are shown above. It was like I was making up for all the time I didn't live in a city with an Ikea. I came out of there looking like I had been to the gates of hell and back. Hair going every which way, makeup all smeared off...a complete, and total hot mess. And, to top it off (this is my own fault, really) I had my hands so full pushing carts, I had wedged my coffee in my purse, which was crammed in one of the carts, just to keep it upright. I then forgot I had placed it there, and picked up the purse to check out. As you can guess, my purse was "peeing" coffee in no time. I was walking through the checkout line, with my purse literally dripping brown liquid from it's under side, along the way. Lovely! So, now I need a new purse to boot. What can I say, I'm brilliant. I can see the humor in it now...but, yesterday...not so humorous. Nothing ticks me off more than embarrassment. I am excited to start setting the house to right, with all the good stuff I got (see above,) but, oh my, what a trip to get it.
On another, less humiliating note, today I am finishing up the cabinets...really, I promise. So pics will be taken and shared within the next day.