As I said to Lash above, I hadn't hear the word "midden" until today, but dear god, it's helpful.
I wish Ikea were closer to you, too! I remember when I lived in Cambridge, way back in the early 2000s before I'd bought anything from them or even needed bookshelves*, folks would tell me that they were planning on driving down to New Haven to get things and I'd just be so puzzled. Now I understand completely.
Dog R (hee! as opposed to my partner R, or Cat R downstairs) is very sweet, but he was definitely disturbed when the little field trip to our apartment didn't quickly turn into his usual walk outside. He barked at me a couple times--not in an aggressive way, but more like, "Hey! Did you forget about the next step? Hey? What's going on?" Hopefully I'll figure out how to make the stay an easier one.
Thanks for commenting, W! As they used to say here in the old days, comments are love. :) M.
* I actually bought my first bookshelf at the used bookstore where I bought some of my first post-college academic books, and R and I carried it back to our apartment, about a mile along Mass Ave. Craziness! Good thing nothing bothers you in your twenties.
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Date: 2018-08-11 04:17 pm (UTC)I wish Ikea were closer to you, too! I remember when I lived in Cambridge, way back in the early 2000s before I'd bought anything from them or even needed bookshelves*, folks would tell me that they were planning on driving down to New Haven to get things and I'd just be so puzzled. Now I understand completely.
Dog R (hee! as opposed to my partner R, or Cat R downstairs) is very sweet, but he was definitely disturbed when the little field trip to our apartment didn't quickly turn into his usual walk outside. He barked at me a couple times--not in an aggressive way, but more like, "Hey! Did you forget about the next step? Hey? What's going on?" Hopefully I'll figure out how to make the stay an easier one.
Thanks for commenting, W! As they used to say here in the old days, comments are love. :) M.
* I actually bought my first bookshelf at the used bookstore where I bought some of my first post-college academic books, and R and I carried it back to our apartment, about a mile along Mass Ave. Craziness! Good thing nothing bothers you in your twenties.