I love it, I really do. But Max thinks it's a bit well, massive. Which is true. He's asking me all these grown-up questions like where will we put it, and what will we have to get rid off so that we can fit it in our home?
Oh I don't know! I just know that I want one so that I can put all the girls' learning stuff in there, and put globes on top of it and lean back and look at it and sigh because our home would be perfect, and our lives would be perfect, all because of that IKEA Expedit shelving unit.
This evening as I put the girls to bed, I was half-heartedly talking to them while scanning the room to see what we could move/keep/donate. Surely we could get rid of some stuff! We have so much!!!
I looked at each piece of furniture - the chest of drawers with the faulty rail that causes the bottom drawer to get de-railed occasionally, the changing table with the changing shelf removed so it's now a bookcase, the more modest and smaller sized 8-squared Expedit that's now jammed with Poppy's school stuff and craft stuff and activity stuff including the "fun box" from the time she was home for over 2 weeks with HFMD, Calla's cot with one side removed so it also doubles up as a little reading/snuggling spot for us, the double-decker bed that's been fliped top to bottom, bottom to top countless times, the tall toy storage unit with removable plastic drawers with bottom drawers filled with little plastic animals, Duplo blocks and wooden train tracks and top drawers filled with I don't know what - dust probably.
And finally, the thin mattress protector on the floor that I was lying on. It's not even a mattress; it's a mattress protector, which we brought over from our room, so that we can all camp together sometimes. Sometimes, 'sometimes' slowly morphs into 'a couple of days, or even weeks'.
Perhaps the cot could go; the girls have that double decker bed now so we don't need a cot anymore. But that would mean I won't get to sit there with them anymore. Perhaps we could do with a smaller chest of drawers. But we got this one even before we had Poppy and it's seen us through zero to two kids so that's quite special isn't it? Or perhaps the toy storage? That's big and cumbersome and a little bit of an eyesore. But I love seeing the kids going to it and pulling out the buckets of toys.
For every piece of furniture I thought I could part with, I remembered the history behind it. I remembered why we bought it in the first place, and how it's served us. I see all the things that it holds and even if it's something that we no longer use, it's still something that has been a part of our lives. It may have been bought after a long process of deliberation, or on a whim. It may fit beautifully with everything else or stick out like a sore thumb. It may be fully utilised, or simply a dust collector. But it's part of our lives.
And then again, I looked at everything in the room, everything that was bought at a different time, all these mismatched things, and then at my two sleeping children, and suddenly I became kinder to all these things that I was in such a hurry to throw. Because in a strange way, amidst all its imperfections, I suppose my life is rather perfect.
So I suppose, no Expedit for me now for a 'perfect life'. Or maybe I could just buy it and keep it flat packed under my bed until we move to a new place. If we move to a new place. Or maybe not :)
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If you're wondering about the drawings: I've so been inspired by this mum. Her writing is hilarious and her drawings sometimes make me pee in my pants. But before you go all copycat-kiss-the-rat on me, you may like to read her FAQ page where she states that she 'is not the first ever human to draw pictures', and that she too was inspired by and accused of copying someone else.