I feel bad and beautiful

We bought the new furniture for my room yesterday. Husband will start assembling later today.

I am in a MASSIVE PANIC about whether it will fit, even though I've measured it several times and concluded that it will be a bit tight but should fit. But what if I measured wrong!

I have a really stupid Plan C if it turns out it won't fit.

Husband doesn't seem worried at all.

In happier news than my last few posts, I am sitting in my room!

This renovation project has taken longer than we expected, as we ran into some significant delays due to Christmas, illness, and family emergencies. But today we moved my desk back in, Husband mounted the new ceiling lamp and the curtains and we also moved the chair back in. New cupboards and the rest of the furniture will have to wait a bit longer, because it seems easier to buy and get the new stuff in first and move the rest of the existing afterwards. We have managed to reclaim a bit of our lounge.

I have a picture up of the progress so far on Pillowfort. Never mind the untidy desk, things were just sort of piled back on it randomly.

I did have to come up with plan B, though, because it turned out that with the rug I initially wanted under the desk, there wouldn't be enough room for the bookcases. The conclusion was that it was just not possible with the rug I had in mind to puzzle things in, in any way that didn't mean having to give up something. So I decided to give up the rug.

This decision was also helped by several quite recent reviews on Ikea's website about it not being cut straight. Not encouraging! I shall go without the rug for now and keep the dreaded floor protecter, and then if I later find I actually do want one after all, I'll go somewhere I can have it cut to measure instead. It'll be significantly more expensive, but probably a better quality and fit all in all.