One of my favorite movie quotes, from 10 Things I Hate About You. And the Answer was…I think you can in Europe. Well today I am whelmed. I’m not freaking out, but I’m feeling the anxiety flutter. My sister Gillian and I had this grand plan a few months ago as I needed a new bed, but am not sure if I want to change the size as I like my headboard, and Gillian is co-habitating with her bf this fall, and needs to find a home for her two year old bed…that I would take her bed in October as it is the same size as my current one. Well, then I decided to move to Texas…in August. So I basically figured that we’d scrap the plan and whatever. Until last week, when Gillian decided that it should still be a go. Well, we needed a new plan then. Some fast thinking, schedule rearranging and bit of insanity has resulted in Gillian coming up to my moms for the weekend, borrowing Moms suburban and with the help of Thea and our friend Louise, bringing my bed to NYC today and bringing Gillians back here with me. Sounds simple enough. In theory.