I have a rare disorder called rearrangia. I'm constantly thinking of new ways to arrange things in my tiny apartment. By now you'd think it impossible to come up with any other permutation of our furniture....but you're wrong. I moved the couch were the piano was, the piano where the chair and bookshelf were and the chair and book shelf where the cedar chest and cougar were. I also moved the bikes and cougar to the playroom and the toys out to the front room. Since it is most definitely summer now, I need to be in a space where the air conditioner is felt...and that is the front room. So the playroom is now a TV storage room.
In a month when the sting of summer is gone, I'll change it to something new.