Yesterday we entered the Ikea Vortex of Hell, because nothing screams "Let's ruin Christmas break!" like a trip to Ikea.
Here's some lessons learned:
-Ben yelling, "screw it in straight" and "read the directions!" and me screaming, "there are no words to read! It's just an asexual blob mocking me!" doesn't get funnier the second or even third time around.
-If you can survive Ikea, your relationship can survive anything. Thinking about getting married? Go to Ikea first! That will let you know if your love can stand the thrashings of the Underworld.
-This piece of furniture, aka Satan's Throne, is never leaving this room. It is here forever, the only way out is if it's burned to the ground.
Which brings me to my last point: Build a man a fire and he stays warm for a night. Put a man on fire and he stays warm the rest of his life.
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