I hope you will survive/are surviving/ have survived the RV adventure, Jen. Went to IKEA in Pittsburgh yesterday, where I nearly had a religious experience. God bless Swedish furniture engineering. My largest (both financially and physically) was a shelving unit for my kitchen. I need said shelf because over the past 6 months or so, my dad's mother has been on a "make-sure-Kate-has-enough-to-eat" kick. This means that every time I go to my parents', my grandmother has prepared care packages for me. This is mostly fabulous (albeit a bit odd seeing as how I'm 26, but hey) except for the part where she's giving me canned goods at a rate much faster than I can consume them. The result of this is a grocery-store-display-like stack of canned foods taking up all my counter space, because there is simply no more room in my cabinets for anything. I'm sitting here now debating the merits of running out to buy paint for the shelf, because in true IKEA fashion, it's just untreated wood at the moment. The only thing holding me back is the giant cold sore I seem to have developed on my lower lip. I feel like a social pariah. "Hi. Welcome to Home Depot. Can I hel .... AIIIYEEEE! What is that thing on your FACE? Get AWAY from me!!!!!!!"
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