My name is Angel... and I am an 'IKEAholic' I tried to ignore the signs, passing it off as a fluke. I told myself, "it will pass.... I'll eventually get tired of it - or be broke (the latter being more likely)." Yet all justifications and attempts to curb my urges left me wanting (needing) more. And that's when I knew - I'm officially an ikeaholic. They say the only way to deal with addiction is to face it head-on. I have the "home-court" advantage because I'll be talking about the ikea-showroom floor that we had turned our new home into. So hang onto your POANG chair as we confront this compulsion peace by peace. addiction signs started to surface. In a span of 15 days, my loyal and equally IKEA-addicted accomplice and I, did the following. If you’ve done at least five of these, you’re on your way to getting hooked – you’ve been warned.   1. Made four separate trips to Ikea: one for just looking around and the other three are, well you know – “stocking-up on stash.” 2. Had sleepless nights browsing and adding items to my Ikea online cart. 3. Having known by heart which furniture belonged to the Ekby and the Lack series. 4. Having memorized the aisles and bins of our favorite items – or carrying a pocket journal in case we forgot. 5. Imagined what a wonderful world it would be if everything was made out of the Algot system. 6. Craved for Swedish meatballs even after eating it twice in one week. 7. Turned my Pinterest into an Ikea online catalogue. 8. Pinned all the boards on Pinterest containing Ikea hacks. 9. Repeatedly flipped through the pages of our IKEA catalogs and still got awe-stricken every...... Read more on Full Issue!