I had a perfectly lovely three-night weekend with certain local people, who have other plans for the weekend.
I managed to commit a neatness in my bedroom and moved the bed so that I can still sleep in the dark by shutting the curtains, but can open the curtains for the cats to bask on the bed. It was so successful I haven't been able to make the bed yet:
That's Engineer Cat on the left, Rosie in the back, Grim in the front, and Geeg on the right. I'll probably make the bed after I wash the sheets in a bit.
Brilliant move: I put my rocking chair at the foot of the bed, which means I can put my feet up on the bed. My problem with footstools is that when I stretch my legs out, I feel like I'm sliding out of the chair unless the footstool is higher than my behind.
I found one of my knitting projects when I moved the bed. I might actually finish it now with the yarn I bought last time I was at Kiz's! ...I wonder where that yarn is?
Anyways, rearranging the room seems to have located a couple of extra spoons, metaphorically. I don't feel so completely overwhelmed now by all the stuff. I might even make it down to do laundry in an hour or so.