That's pretty much how I'm feeling these days. Now, let's be clear, Ikea is fun. Yup, there's tasty treats, games, baby sitting services and more space than you can imagine. Kids love it, parents love it, students, newlyweds - you see where I'm going with this thing. But Ikea has something for everyone. Pretty colored items, neat things to look at, pretty boxes to put your pretty things and for the most part, it's very affordable.
First, Ikea attracts all types; professionals, regular joe's, engineers, project managers and artists. Secondly, Ikea isn't just a furniture store - they don't just sell rugs and funky chars. The ikea floor plan or un-floor plan has a purpose. Ikea works and is successful because they sell possibilities for your life - not simply furniture. Your blah office space could turn into a work of art - like my pretty new office.
But with all the fun, folks are having at Ikea ... whatever idea, dream, plan or possibility I ... ooh, I mean Ikea sells me, I must remember that Ikea has a few pitfalls. Who's going to put this thing together? How long will it take to read those stick figures they call directions? Yikes, it can't fit in the car! How am I going to get it home? And who's going to come pick me up with all my new possibilities in tow?
And that's exactly where I find myself these days. Life is intoxicating, colorful and an adventure especially when shared with the folks you care about the most. My good days certainly outweigh my bad. But, I find myself struggling with an important relationship - it's changing and things no longer seem the same. And while my life is intoxicating, colorful and interesting - they aren't right here by my side to experience it with me. I've picked up the phone to call them a dozen times, forgetting we're in a bad spot. Dayum. I didn't get to take them on the maze this week and show them all the pretty things Ikea ... oh, I mean life has to offer. I didn't get to tell them about that pink Mercedes Benz. I didn't get to tell them over those $1 cinnamon buns that I miss them so very much and how very important they are to me. I didn't get to tell them that I feel like somebody left me at Ikea. And that I'm waiting patiently for them to come pick me up and give me a ride home.
|$1 Cinnamon Buns|