But things happen when I’m at IKEA. Things I don’t really want or need just accidentally fall into my shopping cart, and I come home with more friendly furniture than I could ever need. In fact, I have had several accidents like this happen over the past couple of months, several of which came with blocky Swedish names and helpful instructions for how to assemble them for maximum buyer’s remorse.
But the lights I just bought, they definitely didn’t come from IKEA, and they were definitely not an accident. I saw them online and I fell in love. Warm, soft shades of gray to light up these cold winter days. I needed to have them, and unlike that giraffe monstrosity, they are staying for good.
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