quickie....times two

Ok. We are looking for the basics for the house that we don't own as of yet. BUT the house that we are going to hopefully own as of tomorrow or Tuesday needs a couple things. Washer and dryer and a bed for the many many house guests that are going to fly/drive/walk/bike out to see us on a regular basis as to help curb my depression that is setting in and make me forget that I even moved in the first place.

We went to a mom and pop store to find a washer and dryer. Front loaders because I am trying to turn John as green as possible before he realizes my evil plan. We are talking to a nice guy (let's call him bald guy since I am too lazy to go get his card out of my purse). We tell bald guy what we are looking for and he shows us a couple models and then he swoops in for his commission and tells us about his great new model that just came in. "This washer and dryer communicate to each other and the washer will tell the dryer what it needs to do"

Huh? Are you serious? A few things come to mind when I hear this:

1- I am going to get a b*tchy model that aren't going to like each other and end up on non-speaking terms and then where is that leave me.

2- With them talking, it will make me feel a little left out...I mean I am not going to have too many people to talk with the first little bit and what if they don't like me

3- Unless it comes with half nekked foreign guy to move it from washer to dryer to folding it and putting it away, I am not interested....

We will go back this week to see if that model is available

THEN

We go to IKEA because so many people sing their praises that we thought we would check it out. On a weekend. Big mistake.

There was a freaking line to get in the joint! Are they giving away Swedish people in there along with the meatballs??!?!?!?!

Anyway, we were looking for the bedframe for the guest room and while John and I are looking (note that I took John and the kids.....what the heck was I thinking) the kids lay on the bed. I am so tired that I almost laid down with them. They weren't jumping, rolling, swinging or even pillow fighting and some PITA old guy comes over and said "Do you see how nice that bed looked before you laid all over it? I expect you will put it back when you get off"

Huh? Serious?

That was this guys job.....to go yell at the kids that were testing out the beds. They must take that job very serious in Sweden. I think that will be my future job. Hey kids, get off my bed! ;-)

ok, it is late and I can't find the spell check option so if there are any errors, deal with it :-)