Oh, IKEA, how I love you. Oh, IKEA, how I loathe the fact that you’re so far away from me…how I miss you. How I wish I lived anywhere near you! Being eight hours away doesn’t do much for this relationship and I must limit trips to see you to every one or two years.
But it’s been long enough! I’m putting my foot down. Enough of these withdrawals.
Consider this the OFFICIAL announcement that my girls, Krissy and Lauren, and I will be taking the Chicago IKEA by storm in March.
Those miles of inspiration rooms, swedish meatballs and hundreds of rows of lovely beautiful things that I can afford (!) won’t know what hit ’em. I already have a wish list started.
Color me giddy…I’m going to IKEA!
P.S. You can also consider this the official I’m-now-taking-orders-of-lovely-things-to-pick-up-for-my-lovely-friends announcement. You’re welcome.