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Saturday: 2:45 pm
Time’s flying and not in such a good way either. I know I’m not really aware of what’s going on around me. I guess I’ve reactivated my protective bubble. It’s a little cloudy from the barrage of hard-shell deflective pinging lately. It’s hard to accomplish anything from in here. Bubbles don’t maneuver well and don’t facilitate projects. I jump out once in a while to do laundry, or cook, or clean the bathroom. But the moment I focus on my huge list of domino effect projects, I want to crawl back in. Today, I’m doing, laundry and cooking. I’ve done some five-minute sweeps, and I’ve made a brilliant small decision.

Today is the day I will swap the position of the office table and the office bookcase. Small decision = domino task. In order to move the table, I have to move everything under it. Then I have to move the other part of the table – the nested L-shaped part. Then I need to pull out the bookcase, which means finishing emptying it. Once that’s out, and my office is in complete disarray, I will slide the tall table down two feet, slide the L back into place, and replace the stored items. After that, I get to move the bookcase about four feet, and finally, I will replace those shelved items, as well. Sigh. It seems to me that as I feared this mini-task, has now turned monumental plan. However, since I intend to share this information in an upcoming newsletter, I feel impelled to accomplish it. Off I go. Unenthusiastically.

Saturday: 3:40 pm.
Well, that didn’t go as planned. Well, it did, up until about 10 minutes in when everything went disastrous. Really, how hard is it to move a few things and rearrange them? If you’re me, and you’re unenthusiastic, this is how it goes…

Stored stuff – moved. Book case – emptied, moved. Lift up on the big table to begin the 1 foot slide and “crack.” What was that? Oh, no. The ten year old chip-wood assemble-it-yourself desk table has lost its stability bar. Ok, then. Instead of trying to slide both tables at once, I’ll just pull out the smaller one. No big deal. I’m in progress and then “kabloom!” The other side of the stability bar drops. At least now I know for sure that the banging neighbor is no longer living below me. That’s good news for her, too. Because if she had wailed on the walls, I might have been tempted to wail back on her.

So, there I was, holding up the middle of the table because at the start of this mayhem I didn’t feel that the one-foot slide would require me to move everything off it. With no intention of loosening my grip, I shimmy down a foot or two. I logically decide to let go of the desk top and grab the printer. I figure the desk is a goner anyway, and I don’t really want to buy another printer anytime soon. The table actually remains standing. Quite a marvel. I gingerly place the printer on the top of the three shelf do-it-yourself book case. I realize it’s not a very stable piece either seeing as it’s sitting in the middle of the room now. However, I consider the next step and redesign my earlier plans. The printer will be fine for the minute or two it takes me to move the damaged pieces of the desk out of the way. Then I will be able to quickly slide the shorter leg against the wall, and easily transfer the printer.

To be continued….