Right now I’m channeling Steve Martin as “The Jerk“:
“… I don’t need any of this. I don’t need this stuff, and I don’t need *you*. I don’t need anything. Except this. (picks up ashtray)
And that’s the only thing I need is *this*. I don’t need this or this. Just this ashtray… And this paddle game. The ashtray and the paddle game and that’s all I need… And this remote control. The ashtray, the paddle game, and the remote control, and that’s all I need. And these matches. The ashtray, and these matches, and the remote control, and the paddle ball… And this lamp.
“The ashtray, this paddle game, and the remote control, and the lamp, and that’s all *I* need. And that’s *all* I need too. I don’t need one other thing, not one… I need this. The paddle game and the chair, and the remote control, and the matches for sure. Well what are you looking at? What do you think I’m some kind of a jerk of something!…”
Thank God there is an Ikea 15 minutes away from our new place.