This Hug will Suffocate
IKEA is one of my favorite stores. Those Swedes just seem to get me, and design furniture and arrange rooms to make me feel at home instantly. We stopped in at IKEA on our way out of town. Gentleman Caller had never been to one before, and no husband of mine will ever be denied IKEA. My dad and I have been to this IKEA a few times. The building is a square with two side sections that protrude at an angle. My dad says he feels like the building has its arms out for a welcoming hug. Today, however, the store was an unwelcoming madhouse. I've never seen an IKEA as crowded or chaotic. It was rather overwhelming. I forgot to pick up something, so deposited GC at the cafe and parked the cart out of the way, then ran upstairs to get the missing item. When I returned to the cart, someone had emptied our items and taken the cart. And the cart stand was three feet away! It marred an already disappointing trip. I don't know if GC will ever return to an IKEA, and I can't blame him if he doesn't.
We drove back to MO without incident, and arrived home to a whiny cat, a dead bird by the birdfeeder in the backyard and a sauna for a house.