Well, the IKEA wardrobe did not go as well as planned. Putting it together wasn't that bad. I think Travis and I make a good team. I sit with the instructions and pull out the little pieces in advance so it's ready for him. There were a couple times when I had to help him maneuver a piece, but he did the bulk of the work.
Most IKEA furniture comes with a wall anchor to prevent the furniture from tipping over on people. Nice feature. Since that is a semi-permanent state, we wanted to arrange the furniture in the room the way we want it to be to make sure it will all fit together. Turns out, it didn't fit. Somewhere in the mix, we did not measure something right, so our plan did not work. Instead of putting the futon in the guest bedroom, we are going to put it in our bedroom. To help make room for that, we moved the rocking chair out of our room and into the guest room.
We still don't have the room completely set up. We piled a bunch of crap on the bed so we would have space to put the wardrobe together, but you get the general idea. There is so much room in that thing - I can't wait to fill it! But at the same time, I get exhausted thinking about rearranging everything in the house. Pregnancy gives you the nesting instinct - the problem is lately I haven't had the energy for it. I get stressed every time I walk through my house and see stuff I want to clean/organize/rearrange.
I need to make a list so I can tackle it rationally. I just might do that tonight.