Ikea, Once Again

I went, again, to Ikea today, this time with Jimi, The Man and Johnny. I thought they might make some purchases of their own there so as to downplay the fact that I seemed to be using them for their rental car, but no dice. We had a nice lunch involving cheap meatballs and sandwiches in the cafeteria. Later, we learned that thrifty bibliophile-beloved particle-board confection, the Billy bookcase, barely fit in our vehicle with all but the driver and front passenger seats tucked down. I scrunched up in the back and Johnny fell asleep laying on top of the large flat boxes. Upon waking, he was surprised to learn my building doesn’t have an elevator so we all got to experience arrhythmia and shortness of breath lugging that lumber up all those stairs.