Monday, March 27, 2006

3rd Floor Peep Show

R and I finally made that trek to Ikea that we have been thinking about since we moved in in February. It wasn't just an idle, 'let's look around' kind of visit however. (We both know that those don't work, that they only increase the frustration factor and shorten my already short patience for shopping.) No. We had a plan. The idea was that as soon as we set foot in the store - before looking at anything, not even the comfy living room display when you first walk in - we would apply for an Ikea card. This way, we could buy the things we need for the studio, but not have to worry about the temptation of having a credit card that we could use for emergencies (which is every other week when the reserves start to drain). So the best of both worlds: credit, but with a specific purpose and limited scope. If we got turned down, maybe we would look around some. But not a lot.
R applied first. Your application cannot be approved at this time. You will receive notification within 10-15 days. We kind of figured as much, but it was worth a try, and besides the little computer kiosk was kind of fun to use. R goes to get his 12th cup of coffee for the day while I play with the kiosk. I shouldn't have been surprised either - Your application cannot be approved at this time. You will receive notification within 10-15 days.
So what did we do next? We looked around. For an hour and a half. We ended up buying a few small things and seeing a boat load of other stuff that we really need, mainly curtains and bookshelves. Oh well. We'll wait. Maybe by this time next year we'll have enough dough to get the curtains. And by then, who knows, maybe the neighbors will pay us to keep them off so they can see all the exciting things we do inside.

In other domestic news we finally brought the huge desk up out of storage. We hadn't done it because we thought it was way too heavy for just the two of us. So there it sat, waiting for the right moment when there would happen to be someone strong and buff to help us. We had been getting increasingly nervous about getting yelled at for it still being there, so we thought we would atleast try. It was insanely easy. As excited as I was that we finally did it, I felt a little stupid for not having tried sooner. Oops. I guess when we first brought it out of the old bathroom we were so beat that it felt 20 times heavier than it actually was.
Amazing how effective your brain can be at convincing you that something is impossible.

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