Lack of planning...

or measuring, at least - is a recurring theme at my house.  I've been looking for a comfortable client chair for the area in front of my desk and I finally found one - a $50 craigslist bargain in perfect, like new condition.  The guys went and picked it up for me and well, it seems that I am not a very good judge of space.  When you live somewhere for a while, it starts to seem bigger than it really is, I guess - and as you can see, the chair is rather large for the space.

Time for the bakers rack to go - it was a hand-me-down from a friend of my husband's, so I am not that enamored of it anyway - it just made a nice place for my Longaberger May basket collection.  So after staring at the problem for a while and weighing the possible alternatives, I put my baskets in the hall closet and called to ask my friend Jonathan if he wanted the thing.  He came over a couple of hours later and hauled it off to his house.  In the meantime, I decided that floating shelves on the wall would be perfect for my baskets - and free up the space I need for the chair.

Apparently, the new chair has met with Aggie's approval.  I like it, too.  The only bad news, Tom & Al, is that we are going to have to move the desk back about six inches to provide a little more navigation room for the therapy patients clients who are going to sit in that chair.

I love it when a plan comes together.