“I have had a lovely time,” said Lucinda. “I feel refreshed, exhilarated, in love again with life.
“No, I have not been to a houseparty – nor did I spend Sunday at a rest-cure.
“I have been moving my furniture around. It may not sound wildly exciting, but it is one of the best ways I know to relieve the monotony of existence when you don’t want to read, and nobody has asked you out. you feel the approach of blue devils, and it is raining so hard that you can’t scare the little imps away by the poetical method of communing with nature.
“Your room may be all right as it is, but that doesn’t matter. Tou may -think every piece of furniture is already exactly where it ought to be; but by the time you have shifted things around for an hour or so, you have discovered all sorts of delightful combinations, changed the color and aspect of your environment, and gotten yourself so highly interested that you have forgotten all about the little indigo imps. .
“First you shove the dressing-table cat-a-bias, across the room, put the couch where the dressing-table was: then seat yourself and study these articles in their new aspect, with profound concentration of mind. They don’t please you, so up you jump, whizz the desk where the dressing-table is, whirl the bed merrily around with its head the other way; and sit down and gaze some more.”
update i’ve made a huge mistake
update lucinda’s ghost is laughing at me from hell
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