house change

My printer broke. the nice man said basically it's lost its marbles...you can bring it to us if you like but it'll cost you £25 for us just to look. OK. new printer time. And let's go the whole hog and get copier and scanner all in one. the business can share the cost (he's always asking if I can get copies and can't we scan things).
Well, printer may arrive on Weds at Cartridge World and I suddenly realise how much bigger this super beast will be. (It's a canon pixma mp760 for those technic minded people who aren't reading my blog). OK. we need to move the small table across to accomodate the printer and the little chest will go where the table went and oops there won't be enough room for the files any more so I'l have to move the chest ...or, hang on, why not swop it with the one in the sitting room and then move the bookcase across next to the piano and get the chest down from upstairs and....eventually I'll sort it and Barney will come home and say"you've been moving things again haven't you"
Funny how the introduction of a relatively small item of equipment to the dining room can mean changing all the bedrooms and building an outhouse.