Rearranging

We've been rearranging the house quite a bit since Mother died.  Today I rearranged my own room.  The new desk that was on the south side I moved to the southeast corner.  The dresser that was at the southeast I moved to the northwest.  The old desk that was at the northwest I moved to the west.  The dresser mirror and the top of the old desk block much of my western window, but I don't care.

I moved my bed at the southeast corner so it's facing east instead of north.  And I moved the new bookcase to the northeast corner.  Fortunately, it's so new that I'd barely started to fill it.  The old desk, on the other hand, was full of books that had to be taken out, and I've barely started to return them.  The old computer desk that was at the northeast corner I moved out of my room. (We may set it up in the living room so Father won't have to climb the attic stairs to use the computer.) There are a couple of other items I'll be moving out--we're likely to put them in the hallway--but first I'll have to move the books on top of them.

Moira and Father think my room looks better-arranged now.  I also did some vacuuming there. (I was wondering, why is the dust that accumulates in a vacuum cleaner grey instead of, say, brown?) I have a little carpet which I took outside and shook to remove its dust.  I said, "Look at me, I'm Rolf Harris!" Rolf Harris being an Australian singer we saw on TV when we were in England in the mid-1960s.  Part of his music he made with a "wobble board" which he flicked in the same way I was flicking the carpet.  I wish Mother could have seen me!