Answer: They go to Ikea of course!
(ok, not really a riddle… more of a question…. and pretty lame, I know.)
We made our bi-annual, required by Swedish law, trip to Ikea this past weekend on a rainy day. Of course, so did all other Stockholmers. I think we did well this time. With only 4 things on our list, we managed to escape the maze of stylish furniture and accessories with just 16 items. I think that’s a new record for us.
The rest of the afternoon was spent building furniture, of course. I tried to tell my son it was like building Legos, but he didn’t really fall for it. He did manage to hit a few nails and play with a box cutter in the toolbox while my back was turned before wandering to something way more interesting and computerized in his room, leaving me in a pile of screwdrivers and wooden pegs.
But everything has now been built and our apartment will have that lovely new furniture Ikea smell for a couple of days. I think it’s just a matter of time before someone bottles that smell. I’d buy it. I bought “new car smell,” so why not “new furniture smell.” I think I’m onto something here.
I used to live in a building with a trash chute in the stairwell. That was the greatest. I could walk 3 steps outside my door in my pajamas and toss trash immediately into a magic chute where I never had to think about it again.
But as usual, someone in the city of Stockholm had to complain and now all new buildings have bins for trash outside of the building, while many old buildings are closing up their trash chutes and moving them outside as well.
What awful person had to ruin this for us! It’s -15 several months out of the year here! I really don’t have time to take on a winter coat, boots, scarf, gloves, hat, etc just to take out the trash!
Our neighbors found a way around this. They simply leave the trash outside their door and stink up the house until they happen to be heading outside (which apparently they don’t do every day).
I’m considering building a metal slide from the 3rd floor to the outside trash chute. I don’t think anyone would mind. I think they would join me.
My son thought he heard Santa Claus this morning up on our roof. I didn’t think about it very much until I went outside and realized that there were several men on our roof. They were pushing off all of the snow, which is something that’s done quite often around the city, as people are occasionally badly injured or killed from heavy snow and icicles falling from high roofs. I’m glad they finally got around to our building today because we’ve had a monster icicle hanging right over our door for the past week. I managed to find the shattered remains on the ground this afternoon. The picture I took is only a piece of the icicle. Nice to be able to walk in the door now without cheating death every day.