Don't it always seem to go...

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Okay, not exactly like the song. However, because one of my cats seems to be becoming senile, I've decided I need to start sleeping in a cat-free zone. Now, I say that, but I'm willing to have A cat in with me, just not the one I suspect is doing the misbehaving. I might even rotate a different cat in the room on different nights. Right now, actually since last Tuesday night, I've been sleeping in the wife's bed. Until she can get back in her bed, I can still sleep in hers. However, this morning I went in to start getting the room I want to move into - actually back into since I was in it from 2005 until 2012. I worked about an hour, sorting this, arranging that. Then I needed to take a little break. And then I discovered that my blood sugar had dropped and I had to eat something. By the time I was done eating, it was time to take the wife to see the dialysis nurse. Now, she's been sleeping in the recliner since she had the new dialysis port put in back on July 21st. She had a problem last Thursday and tonight will be her first dialysis since Thursday. However, because of the problem, she isn't allowed to be up for her dialysis. She has to lay flat, well, as flat as the recliner will let her. This meant that we had to rearrange the front room so she could access the dialysis machine from laying down in the recliner. She had to work, that meant I got to stop working on the other room and work in the front room. Now, think about this house as one of those puzzles where you have to move one thing to move another. I moved somethings in the "media" room so I could move her wheelchair back in there. Then I had to move more stuff in my new bedroom around so we could get the "secretary" that I got when Connie died, stored in there for the time being. After that, I had to move some boxes with, mostly, books, also into that room. This meant more moving things around. Finally, I moved the "ugly" chair that the bad roommate "DD" left because she broke it. (Just so you know, we did get it fixed after she was gone, but that doesn't save it from the very ugly print it is.) Now the cabinet that the dialysis machines sits on is moved over next to the recliner. I still need to get the dialysate bags out of the store room and put them in place. But doesn't it seem to be that you start on one project and something always comes up to keep you from finishing it?