So, I tweaked the Cave some more, and regained a small space for dancing to the blues radio station on the teevee machine. I also got the closet re-work done, and now have a tidy, functional closet AND sewing space.
Here's my question though: if, while in the process of configuring the closet, a small, forgotten wooden sign fell down and bonked me in the face, and the sign read, "No Whining," does that mean I can't complain about the ensuing pain and swelling and miniscule cut under my nose, and the fat lip??
sigh I suppose it does.
Oh, the irony!!
At least it wasn't the iron...
:-)