Buying points? You ask. Isn’t that cheating? Isn’t that just throwing money at a problem? How like our consumer-minded, anything-can-be-fixed-with-a-little-retail-therapy, commercial mentality. Instead of actually earning points the way you’re supposed to, going out and just buying them.
Lori, you are such a disappointment, you say.
WAIT! WAIT! WAIT!
Ok, yes, there was shopping, and yes I’m going to take some points for it, but I promise there’s a good reason for it, and I promise that non-purchased points are on their way.
(Why do I suddenly feel like I am trying to explain why I should get a better grade on a history paper?)
On Saturday, Himself and I went to Ikea. I love Ikea. I love all the funky, hugely affordable little goodies. I love their amazing use of space saving design. I love their little vignettes. I don’t so much love how every time I leave Ikea, I do so with a handful of leaflets about kitchen remodeling and closet storage systems that make me want to spend an additional $14,000. But those are really my issues, not Ikea’s.
Sadly, I did not find the one thing I really wanted to find, which was a floor covering for my kitchen.
My house has floor issues. I’ve been meaning to write about them. Perhaps this week. But maybe not, I have projects to share.
But today (since the projects are not quite finished and I’m not going to embarrass them by posting photos of them only half-dressed) I’m going to show off my Ikea haul.
So here’s our loot. Four martini glasses, a dinnerware set for 6, two cutting boards, two blue glass bowls, a package of tea-lights (we go through tea lights like they were Cheez-Its), a set of decorative tins (not sure what I’m putting in them yet, but hey for $2.99 they can sit empty), a decorative light, and a broom/dustpan for the deck (due to the insidiousness of birdseed).
The grand total for all these things: $67
AND..I got to have Swedish meatballs for lunch. (Didn’t eat all of them, though. Appetite is still a little off from the bustier incident.)
We also stopped at a guitar center, where I sat in the car reading the July issue of Martha Stewart’s Living while Himself noodled with a new Les Paul (that’s a brand of guitar, not a person).
Then we stopped by a salvage yard. This was a disappointment. On HGTV, salvage yards are where you find cool old doors that have been saved from barns, and old windows, and funky wrought iron. This place was…well, if there had been a dog we would have called it a junk-yard. As it was, we called it a dump with a hardware department. Although we did find a piece of copper pipe we needed. What for? you ask. Well let’s just say that the copper pipe is going to be introduced to the Nugget Casino ashtray in a way we hope will make both of them very happy.
Once we got home with our car-load of stuff, we unpacked, washed, and then did this:
So, when you go to Ikea and find lots of nifty home goodies for a steal, and then take those goodies and make yourself a cocktail to sip out on your patio, you get +6 Martha Points.
Which, in my case, brings my total to: +22 Points.
And I still have projects to score too!
I might….dare I say….max out the scale this week!
For which, I think, I should get another cocktail.