Let me just say one word. IKEA. My second trip to IKEA ever. I had My 2 daughters and my grandchildren (1 and 3) with me. Granddaughter was “starving” and we couldn’t for the life of us find the cafe. After a hellish 3 hours which included finding the bazillion parts needed for a CURTAIN ROD, finding the cafe after paying and then having to go back through the entire store to get back to the exit 😫 we finally navigated the exit to the parking lot. Then there was the maze of concrete bumpers that were not centered to the parking spot. My daughter and I lifted the box for the ikea shelf and started around the concrete pole to get to my trunk. Didn’t I hit the bumper with the back of my foot, go up in the air and boom. Down I fell, shelf and all. Couldn’t quite feel my hand, wrist was wrenched, covered in grease, and my biggest worry? Was the shelf broken, because I would have rather been hung by my fingernails than go back through that store 😂
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