As I told Greg this morning, there was nothing about today that I wasn’t looking forward to. We arranged for all-day babysitters (Gramma and Auntie) for the kids, and we headed over to Ikea for a shopping spree. It was the first time Greg and I have spent that much time together, alone, not sleeping, since Amy was born.
We stopped for a chai, a coffee and two breakfast sandwiches before we hit the highway, then it was on to the ferry for over an hour of uninterrupted reading of a great book (after a quick and somewhat unimpressive tour of the Coastal Celebration).
We got to Ikea soon after they opened so it was pretty quiet for about an hour. We found everything we were looking for (and then some), even the items their website said were not in stock. We were prepared to go to Coquitlam as well, but didn’t need to.
After shopping we had a yummy Swedish meatball lunch, paid for our goods and then loaded the truck in the POURING rain, after cleaning up the puke Yoshi had left for us in the truck. It could have been worse — it could have come out the other end.
We ended up driving up and down Bridgeport Road looking for covered parking so we could finish up tarping our goods out of the POURING rain, and we were successful in that endeavor. Our boxes got a bit wet, but the furniture didn’t.
We arrived in Tsawwassen in plenty of time for the 3:00 ferry, after literally getting run off the highway by some idiot trying to cross two lanes of traffic at 80 km/h right beside us.
We enjoyed another hour or so of uninterrupted reading, and on the way home in the POURING rain we picked up some Thai food and joined the kids, Gramma and Auntie for dinner. The kids were in a great mood (Elliot’s first words to me were “I had fun!!”), and bedtime was a breeze.
Now back to my book.