In a Spate of Insanity

I'll sleep where I want!

Yes, I am totally insane. I have to be. At some point in my limited consciousness, I decided we needed to get cabinets with doors for all the stock. It was probably after the cats broke something. And George, not normally being delusional, agreed.
Thus I have been on a quest to find glass enclosed hutches because the real display cabinets are just too darned expensive. My quest has taken me through many furniture stores and a few second hand stores. It has been fruitless. I finally concluded that the only way we would get what we needed to display the merchandise properly was to make it.
Having given up, I was wandering through BJ's and found what are really cabinets for big screen TV's made in Viet Nam out of that strange wood they have over there reduced $50.00. It was only after paying for them I realized I would getting a rebate from BJ's, too. Scotswoman does the happy dance.
However, and this is the insanity, you all know you can barely get in here. We have had two stocks for several years: shop and show. Now that George is out of work, the shows have mostly gone under, we tried in vein to merge the two together. Unfortunately, the shop is bursting at the seams mainly due to disorganization. Add almost a year of me being out of the shop recovering from surgery and you have some idea how badly things deteriorated.
Would someone please explain to me how I was going to get new display cabinets into an area you can barely get people into???? They are in the Vanwitch. Tomorrow we begin the laborious process of shifting everything around until we get the shelving moved, the Oriental display cabinet moved with a ton of delicate merchandise in it and the bottoms in so we can start making the top displays for them all while repainting the shop.
If I have to look at these horrible green walls another 6 months I am going nuts!
And then the Pixies got involved. Adding insult to injury, I got an order in yesterday with broken merchandise. I needed the invoice to get the credit and it was nowhere, I mean NOWHERE, to be found. All day my Facebook friends have been posting papers are disappearing and they can't find them. Now I am afflicted. I jokingly said that it must be the Pixies. I found the invoice on the floor right in front of me tonight and there is no way it could have been there before because I would have stepped on it!
So, moving and Pixies plus Isis is having a mood and can't find the location she was to sleep in anywhere...it promises to be a really annoying weekend. Ah, but results will be so wonderful!