In all fairness, you would want a new couch too! The house was left completely furnished (Almost too much. They literally left everything. Which I guess – our bad for not being more specific, but really shame on the realtor for not ensuring all their “crap” wasn’t removed. Like every drawer had stuff. Even the bar of old soap was left. You’ll see it in one of the photos. YUCK. That’s kinda nasty. Ok, time to focus on the positive…Back to IKEA. There was no sofa in the house. You got to sit right! There were 17 kitchen chairs, 10 beds, 25 pots & pans, 7 brooms, a broken hibachi grill (left in the kitchen) a very ugly red purse and a creepy old doll… which I almost left in Kailee’s room (to name a few items).
Mike & I (and our handy dandy google maps) headed back to Rome. It’s about a 50 min ride. Not bad at all. We find IKEA and I’m in my glory! Mike was too after 3 – .50 hotdogs LOL. God help me! We purposely rented a larger wagon style car to get the couch to the house. The rental for a week was $131.00 – delivery alone would have been $100.00. I feel victory! Until of course my loveseat wasn’t in stock. But the $100.00 upgraded fabric one was… perfect. Sold to the Americans who have no clue what to do next. We managed to get all of our stuff, some new bedspreads for the main beds (there are 10 in all) lucky for me the $9.00 bedspreads were my 1st choice! Some other odds & ends, 2 new wicker light fixtures for the dining/living area…to replace the 2 black gothic existing lights. Let’s pray Mike can do Italian electricity. …a coffee table, no room for Swedish meatballs…. and we‘re done!
At this point Mike is now backing up the car, hatch open & box sticking out. Church bells are starting to ring. I’m beginning to feel overwhelmed. He gets it as far as he can, unloads it and me with 2 HUGE ikea bags (overflowing with pillows, curtains and rugs) he goes and parks and comes back to push the box the rest of the way. I decide my bf Kim must be part of this scene, so I FaceTime her. But now I’m starting to laugh quickly I begin crying back to laughing…all while dropping ikea pillows out of my bag, which I accidentally kept kicking down the street every time I bend over to pick them up…Looking back I know I had 1/2 a nervous breakdown on ft with Kim. When will the other 1/2 happen? Or should I say how long until it happens. We made it. We get the couch in, it looks beautiful and I’m happy and content… right? For the night. What could possibly go wrong from here? Where is the coffee table & lights? Oh my flipping God…. Mike thought I had them, I thought he had them. Omg… we left them where the car is parked…back up Via Regina Elena …. stay tuned.
What else could go wrong?