Here it is...look very big to you?
I laid the Ikea paper tape measure over it and took a picture. Good thing we went on a Tuesday night when there weren't many people there. I should have worn a little name tag that said, "Hello, my name is Kayren. I blog. If you see me take any weird pictures, that's why."
So if you read any blogs out there and they talk about the weird people they saw in the Canton, Michigan, Ikea, it was probably us. Unless their people have colored or unnaturally positioned hair, tattoos, or piercings, then it's someone else.
Okay, so here's the measuring taking place:
I tried to get Hubby to lie down beside it for effect, but he wouldn't. There was no way I would, because I wasn't going to let my hair touch the floor where people's shoes that might have been in a bathroom had walked. He let me very quickly snap this as he picked up the tape measurer.
And just notice that the perfect purse in spring green even looks good when a Hubby is holding it for you.
Now because I don't think you can read those little numbers in the pictures, here is the end of the tape measurer up close:
Those circles are 34"! And I've missed them every time. Every single stinkin' time! Walked against the flow of traffic just as happy and oblivious as you please.
Tuesday night, I went counter-clockwise with the flow of traffic the way the arrows pointed. Hated every minute of it. I felt completely disoriented and confused. I kept thinking I was almost done with the top floor and it kept going. I couldn't tell exactly where I was (halfway through, middle, far wall, etc.). I told Hubby I will not do that again. He thinks I just need to keep practicing, but I don't really think I'm going to get him back enough times to practice.
I was so stressed out by it all I almost forgot the main thing I went for by the time I got to the bottom floor in the self-serve furniture area. If it hadn't been for Hubby I would have, and that's sad, because we'd passed his hour and a half limit and he wasn't doing so well, plus he'd just dropped a box in the middle of his foot. Being thrilled at being at Ikea, the only explanation was having gone the wrong way upstairs.
So I didn't twitch, but internal disturbances are much worse.