Actually it's Swedish MDF, but I like it anyway. I probably would not want to sit on it while wearing shorts, though.
I have a moderate obsession with browsing Scandinavian design blogs, of which there are an amazing abundance! I'm sure that part of the attraction is due to my own semi-Scandinavian heritage. I only wish that I had also inherited whatever gene it is that predisposes one to living a simple, clutter-free life!
My sister seems to have lucked out in that regard -- even though her home bears little resemblance to an Ikea store, she is more successful than I at deflecting the material detritus that partners, pets, and progeny bring into one's life. I, on the other hand, have the potential to become one of those people whose loved ones resort to the intervention of professional organizers and therapeutic de-clutterers. But really, I'm not that bad: I do maintain more than minimal standards of sanitation in my dwelling, and I don't attach sentimental value to items whose rightful place is the garbage can.
Nevertheless, along my upstairs hallway there is a slowly growing lineup of things that are destined for the yard sale that I keep threatening to have. I don't know why I don't simply put the outdated clothes, outgrown toys, and unwatched VHS tapes into Hefty bags and tote it all off to the nearest charity store. I suppose I rationalize that, as long as I'm going to the trouble of hauling the stuff downstairs and out of the house, I might as well put price tags on it and see if there's a profit to be made.
And if I have a yard sale, I can put the money in a savings account toward a trip to see some genuine Norwegian wood (and glass, and pewter, and textiles), in Trondheim, where some of my roots are. Ok, so it will take more than one yard sale to make a downpayment for such a trip, but I've gotta start somewhere, ja?
Meanwhile, if you're looking for a 1999-vintage cordless phone (slightly smaller and lighter than a brick), a glass nativity set (made in China), or a half-dozen black hoodies (various sizes), e-mail me.
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I have a thing for Scandinavian originals...
ReplyDeleteAlthough it is said that garbage to one is gold to another, let the others mine for it :-) I'd rather haul stuff away than haggle. My apartment was not quite clutter free after I moved in; it is much less clutter free now.
Speaking of IKEA, the 2011 catalogue was a freebie in the wrapper with my October Canadian House and Home. Joy.
Doug, does that mean I can't interest you in the phone? I think it would work in Canada...
ReplyDeleteMy thought is, put the stuff out by the curb with a Free, or OBO sign...and use the money for "hoarding" therapy.
ReplyDeleteBTW...how much do you want for the phone?
Thanks for the suggestions, jaded.
ReplyDeleteIf you really want the phone, it's yours - just pay for postage :-)
Ummmm, er, ah...I forgot...we, ah, no longer have postal service in Nebraska?
ReplyDeleteJust as well, j - that was one of them socialist ideas that needed fixin'.
ReplyDeleteOf course, fall is "clean out the closet" time of year and yesterday I came across something that beats your phone Intelli... a Bone Fone. In its original packaging! A little moldy but still, how many people these days even remember a Bone Fone? Probably worth a dime or two on Ebay but what the hey, Goodwill can probably use it more than me.
ReplyDeleteWow - I had to google "Bone Fone" to refresh my memory. Imagine, it received both AM and FM! That's a keeper, Mr. C, a legacy for the grandkids!
ReplyDeleteYou can never go wrong with hooded sweatshirts. Living in Michigan, I think I pretty much wear them year 'round.
ReplyDeleteAccording to the TSA, you can go wrong wearing hooded sweaters, Scott. At least, you can't wear them through airport security...
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