no more Ikea. just no more. Ikea and i are f*ckin' done, professionally.
after spending two and a half hours today putting together one little cabinet for my new apartment bathroom, i really wish that i had spent the extra $200 and bought the similar shelf from Pottery Barn.
i'm too old to be putting together my own furniture that's not even made of real wood. that's why, last weekend, i bought a real, wooden trunk in Central PA made by a real, live Amish man. and that's why i'm just done with Ikea.
i will continue to visit the store when i want a hot dog. because it's sometimes really difficult to find a hot dog, especially on weekends when the street vendors aren't around.