IKEA and the Dentist…

So mid morning I made a trip to my dentist.

She’s good, knows to give me the Big Suck dosage of freezing.

Still it feels like she took a backhoe to my mouth in order to fill a nasty cavity.

That done I had to drive to an IKEA on the other side of town.

ToothThat location had the dresser me Sainted Irish Mum wanted.

I would have ordered it online but a 99 Dollar shipping charge? No thanks.

Funny thing is, the far away IKEA didn’t have the dresser either.

You pay for it there and then they give you directions to drive to an IKEA warehouse.

I’m back and starting to unthaw.