in the process of moving into my new place, i
destroyed my old and dirty, cheap whore
of a bookshelf that came from the goodwill.
with boxes upon boxes of books littering
my already crowded room, something had
to be done. but never fear, because
ikea is here (in portland).
i used your handy dandy website to figure
out which bookshelf would fit, look nice,
and of course, cost the least.
enter my new best friend, billy. he's
tall and slender, unpretentious, really great
at holding stuff and fits perfectly in the little
space between my window and closet.
meeting billy was a little complicated, as most
things are these days. first, after seeing his
picture online, i had to figure out where to
find him. as anyone could guess, it was a cool,
rainy sunday, and thanks to the holiday
weekend, most of portland thought it a great
idea to head to ikea too. so, following the
masses, i searched and searched for a
parking place, until i finally conceded and
parked at the very back.
after a little stroll in the rain, i entered
the automatic doors of the giant blue and
yellow box and could almost hear the
'ahhhhh' of angels in the background. but just
almost. i grabbed a giant, helpful yellow
bag, a convenient little paper measuring tape
and off i went up the escalator.
the showroom is pretty but it's what's
inside that counts, so i headed for the good stuff
downstairs in the warehouse. after gathering
a few household items i needed, it was time for
the big search. i crossed into the furniture
warehouse with trepidation, not sure where
to look first. i grabbed a cart, as billy may be
skinny, but he is anything but light. then, to my
left, standing casually against the wall, sat billy.
it was love at first site. i had found him without
even looking. into the cart he went and i was on
my way to the cashier. no bag today, thanks
(they're 5 cents a piece, to cut down on plastic
consumption).
it was a long walk back to the car
pushing billy and all his weight across the parking
lot. i got him all loaded in, and i even let him sit in
the front seat (mostly because he wouldn't all fit
in the back seat).
when we got home, i carefully carried billy
piece by piece up to my room. he even brought
easy to follow directions that are all in pictures
so anyone could follow them, regardless of the
language spoken.
i got him all put together, then slid him into
place. it couldn't be more perfect. i carefully
inserted the shelves and loaded up all my books.
one shelf for spanish, one and a half for french,
one for art, one for other random stuff. it all looks
so clean, neat and organized. and we couldn't be happier.
thanks ikea, i couldn't have asked for a better friend.
{have i just made myself out to be a crazy person
by personifying a bookshelf? probably, but with
my biceps bulging from moving all of my earthly
belongings to the car, then out of the car and up
the stairs to my room, and then getting them all neatly
and nicely arranged, i don't really care.}
p.s. sorry about the long spans of no posting this summer.
i'm now settled back in portland and will start class
in a few hours. i'll be slowly posting about the stuff
i did all summer instead of writing here. and judging by
how busy i expect to be, i'm sure there will be many more
random, ramblings to come that will continue to provoke
rumors of my sanity, or lack thereof.
thanks for reading.
+
emilie.
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