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Everyday, give yourself a little present. Or two.

Today I ended up going to Ikea for the first time in more than a year and realized that I am woefully out of the unique kind of condition you need to be in to physically and emotionally survive such a trip. There’s so much standing…my flat feet and the ankles attached to them hate lengthy standing… backtracking, becoming lost, backtracking some more to use the bathroom, getting lost again, searching among all the bizarrely named products for the one cheap picture frame that you really need, then wandering around again through the soul-sucking warehouse…all in a low-oxygen, slightly too-hot masked atmosphere.   I looked at my pedometer and I think I walked three miles in there. 

It almost broke me. I almost cried.  So I treated myself…I walked out of there with a stuffed dinosaur and an ice cream cone.  

Because I’m worth it.