I’m moving into my new apartment on Saturday and since I’m an expat who brought nothing with her but a suitcase, I need to buy everything I need to set up house. Therefore a trip to IKEA was in order.
I love IKEA. I usually go to IKEA and come out with at least 10 items I never intended to buy, but going to IKEA in a country where you don’t speak the language and knowing that you must buy certain items, well it is a little overwhelming to say the least.
My first mistake was deciding to brave IKEA alone. Bad, bad idea. It was a bad idea because I don’t have a single bone in my body that knows how to decorate or what goes well with what colours. Then there’s the always present and frustrating language barrier.
I officially failed to find anything to go in the living room. Well, that is not entirely true, there is a sofabed I’m debating about, but it is a little more expensive than I had hoped. I will probably cave and buy it as it is the best one I’ve seen. But I couldn’t find an entertainment unit I liked nor a bookcase. Well, I have a bookcase in mind, but I don’t know if the colour will work with the dark red-brown colour skirting boards and I refuse to buy white furniture. Does black-brown wood go with dark red-brown wooden skirting boards? And now you all see why it was a bad idea to allow myself to go to IKEA alone.
I did however, find a bed, drawers and a wardrobe and to hell if the black-brown wood doesn’t go with the dark red-brown wood skirting boards. I really liked the style of the furniture so I brought it. If it is a decorating disaster, who cares as I’m the only one whose really going to see it. I just hope it all fits.
Then it came to actually ordering some of the stuff, picking up other bits of it from the warehouse, paying for it and organising for it to get delivered. I managed to track down people along the way that spoke English. Bless them. But by the time I got out of there, I was in serious need of a stiff drink or two or three. IKEA is the most confusing place ever for actually trying to work out what stuff you need to pick up yourself and what things you don’t pick up cause you are getting it all delivered and working out who you need to talk to about it all. Also the bed head and footer of my bed wasn’t actually in stock so I have it on reserve but it may or may not arrive in time to have it all delivered next Saturday. Hello logistical nightmare.
But I now have the system down, so the next time I go to IKEA (and yes there will be a next, probably quite a lot of next times), it won’t be such an ordeal. I should probably take someone with me though so they can tell me if what I’m buying will actually go with those damn dark red-brown skirting boards.