Swedish meatballs

The other day I took a mid-week trip to IKEA (that’s a whole other story) to purchase a few goodies.  The thing with IKEA is I always leave home knowing exactly what I need and then I get there and whoosh I walk in and I am overwhelmed with the amount of choice and the ridiculous amount of stuff that you can get for a ridiculously low price.  Kid in a candy a store. Inevitably I walk in with the intention of buying a couple of picture frames and walk out with an overflowing trolley full of Swedish genius.

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