It Can Be Arranged

Last weekend, my mom, dad, Joel, and I went up to visit Paul in Topeka at his new home. I laughed when I saw the way he had arranged his furniture. On one side of the room was half the furniture, on the other, the other half – if you want your guests to stare at one another awkwardly I suppose this layout would be alright.

So anyway, mom and I thought we were very wise in rearranging things.

After this, Paul came home with an old K-State friend who, it turns out, claimed he had "already moved around the furniture." Oops.