Anyone that knows me well knows that my quirk is that I move furniture...constantly. I don't like it sitting in the same pattern for a long time. My old roommate can attest to the fact that she would come home from work some nights and find the apartment was completely rearranged because I would have a moment of enlightenment. My genius finally struck today mid-workout (which is usually where I have them). I've been toying with the idea of flipping things for several weeks, I just wasn't sure how to actually make it work. But, alas, after an hour of huffing and puffing and trying to do it in a quiet manner, all I ended up doing was switching the bookcase and trunk/lamp positions and flipping the elliptical around so it faced the window.....I know, no major difference, but when you're confined to 400 square feet, what's a girl to do???
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