I have an absurd love for IKEA. It makes me happy to wander through tiny stage sets built from flat-pack furniture. Which life do I want to live? I’m rebuilding my bookcases one Kallax at a time.
I used to have an IKEA right around the corner and would often spend a lazy afternoon eating meatballs and enjoying the possibilities. Moving states means I must carefully plan my pilgrimage, but my middle daughter and son-in-love now live near one! IKEA and family? Yes, please.
Yay for egg sketches in the last chance aisle! It was so bright that day.
My summer, though delightful, was full of messy moments that threatened to steal my sparkle. But life is mine to make. I get to design it, sofas and sauces and dangling plants, laughter and stories and plans for tomorrow. Now to put those shelves together.
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