You are a genius. Because of course you have captured precisely what one feels walking into Ikea: "Oh, if only I had those containers/scrubbies/laundry bins/paper sorters, my life would be suddenly as clutter-free as a wind-swept Scandinavian plain!"
The fact that our children are made of crumbs and our houses are fully of useless bits of plastic rubbish, however, only melts away in our dreams.
I see you shop at Ikea!
Posted by: Helen + ilana = Hi | June 16, 2010 at 06:31 PM
You are a genius. Because of course you have captured precisely what one feels walking into Ikea: "Oh, if only I had those containers/scrubbies/laundry bins/paper sorters, my life would be suddenly as clutter-free as a wind-swept Scandinavian plain!"
The fact that our children are made of crumbs and our houses are fully of useless bits of plastic rubbish, however, only melts away in our dreams.
Posted by: MommyTime | June 16, 2010 at 06:36 PM
Maybe the kids have to be Scandinavian too. Sadly, Gunnar and I never made it past the homecoming dance.
SK
Posted by: Suburban Kamikaze | June 17, 2010 at 09:21 AM