No, not this place, THIS PLACE. Turns out there is one just a couple of hours from here. I went with a good friend this weekend, and my oh my. I had to keep reminding myself that my latest goal is to get rid of extra stuff, not come home with a bunch more! Although, they do have a lot of interesting organizational items that I might be able to make use of as I work on paring down and organizing the house...and I've just got to get me some of that lingonberry juice concentrate next time I'm down there - yum!
On another note, it's been years since I last made a purely social local friendship, and I hadn't realized until recently how much I've missed that. Atomic Wombat is a witty, fun person to be around, and that made the shopping trip a whole lot of fun. We even laughed when my otherwise very brilliant husband gave us wrong directions and we ended up driving up and down the same stretch of road three times in half an hour - waving to Ikea each time we passed it - yet again. The main roads in Salt Lake City go by numbers, not names, and the exit to the oriental grocery store was at exit 9000, not 90,000 (which doesn't exist.)
We were actually clear over in the next valley before we put two and two together and decided that there was indeed an extra zero mucking up my hubby's directions, despite his insistence to the contrary. As soon as we divided his directions by 10, we had the right exit and the rest of the trip went more smoothly. Except that I apparently snored while I snoozed in the car on the way back. Ooops. I blame it on falling asleep while sitting up. Yeah, that's it.
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