High school geometry.  Mr. Jameson.  He used to try to get us to do math by yelling strange stuff, and it usually worked.  So whenever he needed us to switch something around, he'd yell:  Rea -- rrange! with a big pause in the middle, in an attempt to get us to finish the word with him.

I've been thinking of this because we rearranged (see?) some of our furniture, and we're doing a big shuffle of all our things.  It just hasn't been as cozy since all my stuff arrived all at once a few months ago.  So now we're making it work better.  And it's actually happening.  Joey set up the cabinets himself when he moved in a couple of months before the wedding, so now I'm sort of squashing things together to make room for more.  Stuff like that.  He's dealing more with closets, now that the furniture is all in place.

Who knew what bringing the table 18 inches out into the room could do?

I think my plants are very happy with the new arrangement.