If you don’t know how to buy modern furniture, this 1952 Dupont ad will tell you how. I’m curious, but not curious enough to purchase it. Our source for modern furniture is now Ikea, which finally arrived in Atlanta. All our old lamps, collected from various attics, basements and closets of places we’d lived in over the years, had given out. So for the first time ever, I think, we bought some new, but kept the marble base of our last old one just in case one of us ever learns how to do anything useful around the house. So we once again have light. We’ve also, in this small apartment, a crying need for bookshelves. We need like 5 of them to replace old bookshelves dissolving into particle board dust, their shelves propped up by the books they’re holding. We satisfied ourselves with one for now. A nice white one that replaced a hideous fake-wood case that we’d been using in our computer-dining-homeschool-wrriting and art room. Like you need to know this? You don’t. But I’m feeling particularly gregarious tonight, despite my having the flu this week and now a roaring head cold. Which is odd because I’m also feeling very grumpy. It’s a gregarious sort of grumpy that’s striving for the best in spite of itself.
“Hi! Look! We got a new bookshelf! You like it? We do! It’s great!”
I managed to fit the hideous wood case into H.o.p.’s miniature single-futon-sized room, which helps with all his books and toys. He’s pleased with it and doesn’t care that it is hideous. It cleared up enough floor space to make room for a ridiculously cheap monster bug toy storage thing, also from Ikea.
Ikea’s slogan is “Low Prices, but Not at Any Price” and Buyblue.org, at least, seems to give a green light to shopping at Ikea.
I just wish they had better textiles.
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