The Swedes plan to become the next superpower with the L-wrench

Did you know Saudi Arabia has an Ikea? It's true. I saw it on their website. Ikea is taking over everything. Through their mass produced furniture that is further homogenizing the world the Swedes are exporting their culture and next thing you know we'll all be taller. That's right world, watch out for the Swedes. They're taking over one pre-fabricated couch, coffee table, media cabinet living room set at a time. But, hey at least the threat is coming from Sweden and not the US for a change.

So, this Saturday after having some sushi (I'd be worried about the Japanese trying to take over the world. But, that's so 1980's) I decided to take a look at Ikea and what my future masters have in store for us. Going into Ikea can be a little scary because I'm always a bit afraid I'll never find my way out. The design those thigns to be so labryntine I start having visions of being lost in Ikea forever until I die. And then I'm still stuck as a lonely ghost trying to follow the arrows out. But, somehow always ending back at the kitchen butcher block islands. (That's part of the big plan, too. Because it's so much easier to take over the world when it's population is trapped in a store.)

But, then I start walking through and instead I'm overtaking with excitement. Shelves and bookcases and computer desks and wardrobes. I imaginie how I could rearrange my room so it's not such a cluttered mess. Everything neatly stacked and stored. Plus the fun of assembling it. Because, y'all I actually enjoy assembling furniture.

That's right, I don't buy cheap book shelves from Target and Ikea because I have little money and a post-collegiat attitude toward furnishing. Nope, it's the some assembly required that pulls me in.

So, now I'm browing http://www.ikea.com as I imagine how I can make my room all grown up and organized. Then reality hits. I'd clutter everything up anyway. What can I say. I'm a rat pack and clutter bug. I clean up nicely but I'm entropy in action. Eventually it all moves to chaos.

Still, I want that that computer armoir. Then my wall space would open up. And I'd have more space for my mess. Next week you might be hearing horror stories of how I fought the L-wrench and the L-wrench won. But, then I'll scarf down a hot dog while watching baseball with a cold beer in my hand so I don't lose my American roots. Okay, wine. It'll be wine because I don't like beer. Are the French trying to take over the world one wine bottle at a time?

Cheers,
v.carrie