So I finally got into IKEA today. Alex and I got there 30 minutes before they opened. The employees were directing people (already several hundred of us) to the restaurant upstairs. We got a yummy Cinnamon roll and coffee, Alex got an OJ (the meatballs weren't out for breakfast).
Once the store officially opened at 10:00, we began to wander around, Alex on his puppy leash. The place was HUGE and I was in pure heaven. A lot of the stuff reminded me of department stores in Denmark. Apparently Scandinavian style hasn't changed much in the last decade.
I think I showed tremendous restraint. When we finally got to the checkout, I only had the following in my basket:
- 2 rugs (bathmat size)
- A posable wooden doll/statue
- a wooden rolling toy for Alex
- 2 wood magazine holders
- small table and two chairs (Alex sized)
- a bag of frozen meatballs
- reusable shopping bag
When John came home for lunch, he started noticing all the stuff I'd bought around the house. I asked him to guess how much I spent.
"$200?"
"Are you serious? You think I'd just drop $200 without asking you?"
"$100?"
"Lower"
"Well, if you spent less than $100, I'm happy"
"Would you believe me if I told you I spent $35?"
"No, I wouldn't"
"Well, it's true"
"Awesome"
"I LOVE IKEA!!!!!!!!"
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