My brother-in-law called me yesterday early afternoon, saying he wanted to “chill”. I responded, “Well, I’m about to head over to Ikea to get a coffee table. Wanna come along?”
“Sure,” he said. “I’ve never been to Ikea.”
“You haven’t? Oh boy!”
Yes — even though I was only going to Ikea for a coffee table (and nothing else, to complete the makeover that I was doing in the living room), of course we had to do the “Ikea experience”, that is, go through all of Ikea since he was an “Ikea virgin.” We arrived at 4:30pm and left two-and-a-half hours later (including grabbing a light dinner at the cafe). He really was impressed by the “living in small homes” showrooms, as most people are, myself included.
If only apartments were as efficiently laid out as what Ikea presents!
So, I eventually got myself an inexpensive Lack coffee table (but in birch, instead of white) and a Klack serving tray. While the bro-in-law was doing loads of laundry (needing clean clothes to pack for his two-week stay in Virginia, with his flight being ungodly early this morning), I was putting together the coffee table. As with most Ikea products, some “assembly-required” is a given, even the Lillberg sofa that I bought many many moons ago.
Anyways — bro-in-law seemed to like Ikea, although, knowing his penchant for antiques, the furniture was likely not his style. But some of the stuff — like the small business showrooms — piqued his interest. Not surprising, since he aims to have a successful auctioneering business of his own some day.
It’s a good place — and I’m *so* glad it’s far enough away from where I live (including having to go on a toll road to get there) that I won’t be tempted to shop there on a regular basis. 🙂
P.S. Oh, yeah: Here’s the new-and-improved living room. Sorry — no “before” pictures!