We went to IKEA today.
Turned out to be a pretty good day to go—it was about as full as on weekdays, certainly less full than on a typical Saturday, and the Christmas rush seemed not to have touched IKEA. (Presumably because it doesn't sell many of the "typical" Christmas gifts, so people were out shopping for those at other shops if they were doing last-minute Christmas shopping.)
We bought a new table for Amy, since she had outgrown her previous one, along with two chairs and a stool. We also bought two wooden stools for ourselves (finally! they had been out of that model the last two times we went), and some wrapping paper.
At home, the typical post-IKEA chores: assembling the furniture. The plastic stool proved especially recalcitrant, with the legs tending to come out. It turned out to need a few loving blows with the hammer, no holds barred—none of that wimpy "bang on it with the palm of your hand" stuff. But now Amy's furniture, at least, is assembled—and ours looks as if it gets screwed together, which is harder to get wrong so I don't foresee any difficulties.
Because some neighbours will be away the next week or so, we might be getting their garage place for that time. That would give us a guaranteed space to park our car (free guest parking spaces are in fairly short supply, especially when some people who live here seem to use them as well rather than paying for one of their own), as well as a bit of protection against the weather.