Gratuitous Anal Retentiveness

So we bought this massive king-sized futon, so we'd all fit at Gulf Wars. And of course the thing couldn't get delivered until _after_ Gulf Wars, so I invented something using our other futons that worked pretty well.

And ever since Gulf Wars there's been this gimungous futon occupying the entire bed in my room. Now, this isn't where I sleep, so it was livable - but I like to look out the front windows, I like to _open_ them when it's warm, and I do like to sprawl on the bed sometimes, or use it to pile things on. And Miki's favourite sleeping-places are there, too.

Needless to say, this has been bugging hell outa me. I keep coming up with ideas, all of which have sucked rocks. So finally today I was sort of vaguely cleaning in my room, and I made a pretty big space in front of the side window, and I thought, 'why don't I put some of the stuff in the closet over here, and I'll bet the thing will fit in one end of the closet'. I pulled the stuff out, and it fit nicely in front of the window; there's even a flat space on top for Miki to sit on. I measured the height of the futon, and indeed it would fit in the closet under the clothes poles.

So I moved stuff out of the way and hauled the futon off of the bed. Not as hard as I'd thought it was going to be, but this is still a buggered big futon. I dragged it over to the closet and tried to wedge it in.

Too _wide_.

So I sat down at the computer and whined at giselle0002 for a bit, drank some water, let my back relax, cooled down some. I got up once to open one of the windows which the futon had been blocking, and decided that dammit, I was going to find _somewhere_ to put the thing.

I'm not going to describe all the contortions I've gone through so far, nor the ones I still have to do, but the room is halfway rearranged, the futon is put somewhere out of the way, the bookshelf I was having trouble with is now holding lighter stuff, and I can probably have the room in reasonable shape in another hour or two...