I tried to resist. I went to four different furniture stores looking for a new couch, leaving IKEA as a last resort. I'm tired of IKEA. Everyone shops there. All my furniture is from there. But on Monday Bethany and I sat on countless sofas and kept a couple in mind to look at again, but when we got to IKEA we sat on one that trumped them all - the Varnamo. Simple, comfy, and the right price. And lunch for $1.50. Ingvar Kamprad is a genius. To think that he started as a peddler of stationary and panty hose, and now he has millions of people obsessed with furniture that you have to build yourself.
Bethany is eating an ice cream cone on this couch. We're classy like that.
