Decorundo Boy...

I love Didgeridoo Boy, I do. But I had planned where to put the bed, and had a *thing* planned and it was going to be good.

He did not like where I wanted the bed. I have to regroup.

Hence his new name.

That's not saying his overall instincts and ideas aren't good. It's just that I had a *thing*, and that thing was not to his liking. So the bed's sideways along the wall. So there's open air over his sleeping head. Human beings didn't always sleep with walls behind their heads, so I kind of think he could get over it. But he can't sleep that way, so I moved to his idea of putting the bed in the corner.

Admittedly, it looks better there. I've done that before. I liked it. A lot. But this was going to be something new, and the room was going to be so pretty.

And, yes, I realize the pillows tumbled off the end of the bed. I know this. And it *is* frustrating when that happens. Plus, I fully get that having the bed in the corner means making the bed is much easier. Just chuck on the duvet and all the pillows and cushions, and you're done. No top sheet needed.

I know this is better.

Okay, I've just written myself into a corner - no pun intended.