Friends, I can breathe out of my nose.  It feels so good to finally be feeling better.

These past eight days I have been doing nothing except blowing my nose and sleeping, I was in a pretty good mood this morning.  Then I walked into the kitchen and began making the coffee when the most amazing thing happened.

I finally smelled a flower that was given to me almost a week ago.

I had the sense of smell back.

Which filled me with much optimism and delight, I even listened to music while putting my make-up on.  (the fact that make-up was being applied was a true sign that I was feeling better.)

After taking Ariel to school I created a to-do list which contained items that I have been neglecting for way too long.  And then I decided to rearrange the office because the current arrangement was just wrong.  I decided to rearrange the furniture before completing my to-do list because I’d be in a more work-like atmosphere as opposed to sitting on my couch and then I’d really get some stuff done.

For sure.  No doubt about it.

My back would face the window and my face would face the wall in the old arrangement of the office, every time I walked into that room, I’d look at it and wonder what I could do with it.  Then I realized I should move the desk but never did because I was too lazy, too tired, pregnant, too hungry or too sick.  (P.S.  if you ever need an excuse to not do something, you may contact me.  You are welcome.)

So, I began moving the desk around.

The funny thing about the desk is that it’s L-shaped, which apparently means that if you move one side more than the other,  then the two pieces in the middle that are screwed together will sound they are going to crack into two (or twelve) pieces.  After learning that lesson, I moved the desk ever so slowly (into the wall.  twice.) and it finally ended up where I wanted it.  (okay, almost.)

That desk is heavy and I am not strong.

But, I moved it and I was reassured that it was the right decision.  (especially since it was all in one piece.)

The only problem that remained was the area rug underneath the 70o pound desk.  Before moving it, I slid it out from underneath the desk and kind of rolled it up in the middle of the room, waiting to unroll it back to underneath the desk, after I was done moving the desk.

When I went to place the rug back underneath the desk, I realized it was nearly impossible to lift the desk and slide the rug underneath the desk.  I clearly needed another set of hands.

But my only option was Racecar and well, he’s five.  (yes, I know I could have waited for Brian to come home from work but that was HOURS AND HOURS away and I had so much work to do.)

So, I decided I could get underneath the desk where the keyboard tray is and prop myself up on all fours, push the desk up with my back and use my hands to pull the rug towards me.

God, I’m so smart.

I crawled underneath, raised my back into the desk and broke the keyboard tray, causing the wood to scratch my neck.  I was concerned that I had punctured my jugular, but don’t worry, I didn’t.

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I literally pushed the screws out of the wood and broke the wood.  Brian’s going to be so pleased.

But you know?  Who really likes those stupid trays anyway?  I just shrugged it off and placed the wood against the wall and summoned Racecar into the room where I instructed him to “pull, no, PULL, NOOOOOO PULLLLL!!!!! THE RUG THAT WAY.“  And he did and we worked it out.  (and we cheered and danced afterwards.  I tell you no lies.  We were happy.)

But then there is this, but that’s not my problem:

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I then reorganized and dusted (but not around the cords (and sat in my beautiful new office, opened my computer and stared blankly at the screen.  I then unplugged my laptop and sat down on the couch where I’ve done nothing all afternoon.

The end.

(The end product.  Now I know the wall decor is all wrong so please do not send me emails or leave me comments telling me that it’s all wrong because I AM AWARE.  I’m just waiting for The Nester to come over and help me.  She just doesn’t know it, yet.)
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