Ikea-ku

Mass of wayward shoes?

Ikea’s Rich Clack? Love you.

Trones shoe storage rules.

Lately I’ve been annoyed by not only the end of days but by the swell of stinky shoes that orgy right inside our mudroom door.  People come in and shoes are toed off and left to mingle. I am as guilty as the next person. I hate it. It just looks so… uninviting. If GO AWAY had a smell? This would be it. (I’m guessing it smells bad. No sense of sniff if you’ll remember.) So I grabbed my brood and headed to our local Ikea. My space in the garage entry way is limited, and if any one group of people could solve my problem I knew it’d be the Swedes. They did not disappoint.